From The Reeds: A Child, A Basket, A River, And God’s Mercy
In Egypt’s land where shadows fell, A cry arose, a tale to tell— A Hebrew child, a mother’s prayer, A basket woven with love and care. The Nile flowed deep, the reeds stood tall, A trembling hope, a mother’s call. She placed her son upon the stream, Entrusting God with every dream. The
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