Once there was a baby who was put into a river
And through his many tests and trials,
he became our lawgiver
Ohhh-ooh, our freedom may come
Through frogs and lice and rivers of blood
Ooooh-ooh, our freedom may come
That we may worship you
The babe was named by Pharaoh’s girl
She drew him from the water
When she went to the river to lament her father’s slaughter
Ohhh-ooh, our freedom may come
Through flies and sickness and rivers of blood
Ooooh-ooh, our freedom may come
That we may worship you
He struck down an Egyptian man who sought to kill his kin
Then fled into the desert
When they went to turn him in
Ohhh-ooh, our freedom may come
Through boils and hail and rivers of blood
Ooooh-ooh, our freedom may come
That we may worship you
He married in the desert, into a pagan clan
To Zipporah his wife
Who against the night would stand
Ohhh-ooh, our freedom may come
Through locusts and darkness and rivers of blood
Ooooh-ooh, our freedom may come
That we may worship you
There within the desert he sought a lamb upon the sward
A bush was ever burning there
He answered to the Lord
Ohhh-ooh, our freedom may come
Through the cries of death and rivers of blood
Ooooh-ooh, our freedom may come
That we may worship you
He brought the message of the Lord to Pharaoh on his throne
He said to him, one day you’ll beg
You’ll let my people go
Oooh-ooh, we stand at the sea
Our promise of freedom has come to be
OOooh-oooh, our freedom will come
That we shall worship you
