WALKING ACROSS EGYPT

Walking across Egypt,
What a journey that can be,
Making the same old mistakes,
Enduring the same old company.

Wearing 40 year old clothes,
And 40 year old shoes,
They never wear out you see,
No place to buy something new.

Our food, manna rains from heaven,
Fresh every day,
Can only gather enough for now,
Stocking up causes decay.

We've seen many miracles,
They happen quite frequently,
But we take them for granted,
Grumbling and bored consistently.

Walking across Egypt,
We took all the gold of the nation,
We can only tithe to God,
Cannot spend it carelessly, oh what frustration.

Moses says stop,
Don't bring your offering any more,
We have no room to contain it,
Don't bring it through the temple door.

Walking across Egypt,
The journey could have been made in days,
For 40 years we refused to learn the lesson,
To simply trust God and obey.

Now we see the promised land,
40 years searching at an end,
Because of doubt and unbelief,
We die, only our children enter in.

So when things go good and your family has no lack,
Don't follow the path of the elders, complaining of being bored,
In simple faith, praise and honor the Holy One,
Don't gripe because you can not spend your gold at the store.