Frogs, Flies, and the Finger of the Lord | A Token on Every House | From Now On Remember
Who is the Lord? Do you believe in a God of Second chances? A God who sets apart places of refuge? Perhaps the God of the plagues is different than you thought He was. This week in Come, Follow Me we will be studying Exodus 7-13.
We were slaves to Pharaoh in Egypt, and the
Lord freed us from Egypt with a mighty hand.
Had not the Holy One, praised be He, delivered
our people from Egypt, then we, our children,
and our children’s children would still be enslaved.
Therefore, even if all of us were wise, all of us
people of understanding, all of us learned in
Torah, it would still be our obligation to tell the
the story of the Exodus from Egypt.
Compute the plagues; your little finger dip
In spittle of the grape, and at each pest
Shake off the drop with the vindictive zest:
Thus first: the Nile–a gash; then frogs that skip
Upon the princess’ coverlet; the rip
Made by dark nails that seek the itching guest;
The plague of murrained carcasses; the pest;
Full boils that stud the Ethiop, leg to lip.
The guerdon of hot hail, the fists of God;
The swarm of locusts nibbling Egypt clean;
Thick darkness oozing from out Moses’ rod;
And first-born slain, the mighty and the mean;
Compute these plagues that fell on Egypt’s sod,
Then add: In Goshen these were never seen.
A. M. KLEIN