Firstborns

You have hardened your heart,
chose to break this nation apart,
killed my songs, shed their blood with your sword,
All you wickedness, do I abhor.

But the law says eye for an eye,
I'll strike down your people for my child.
So come midnight, my plague wrecks your throne,
and awaken by the wailing is the Pharaoh,
for all Egypt has lost their firstborn.

I have hardened your heart,
to pursue my people from afar.
Hunt to wilderness, ride to the sea,
with all your chariots, army to kill.

But my son will stretch out his hands,
to destroy your six hundred men.
So come daybreak the red sea collides,
You will know I'm the Lord of my might,
when Egypt will sink here and die.