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1
Calm the Hebrew infant slept,
In his ark of rushes laid,
While her watch his sister kept,
Eager to afford her aid.
2
Soon was Pharaoh’s daughter seen,
With her maidens drawing nigh;
And the ark, though small and mean,
Caught the notice of her eye.
3
At her bidding it was brought,
And, when opened to her view,
Feelings with such interest fraught
Pharaoh’s daughter never knew.
4
There the lovely babe she saw
Just awaking from his sleep;
And, yet more her love to draw,
Lo! the babe began to weep.
5
Thus was her compassion won
By this Hebrew child forlorn;
And the babe became her son,
Moses, from the waters drawn.
6
Rescued from a watery grave,
Moses lived to serve the Lord,
Lived the chosen tribes to save,
And God’s wondrous acts record.
7
He who cared for Moses thus,
Watches o’er our helplessness;
Daily He provides for us,
And our souls with peace can bless.
