SONG OF MIRIAM

dove
The princess beheld in the rushes below,
The basket of branches and willows;
And rending her down she heard tiny and low,
A wailing born over the billows.
The babe was dainty as woven of light,
The princess had found her heart's delight;

My brother is high in the councils of Egypt,
My brother is mighty in Egypt.
A stranger am I in stranger's land,
A stranger among the Egyptians.

His place in the court is as high as a star,
He sits next to the Sungod gleaming;
He looks on our burdens as though from afar.
On Israel's wounds that are streaming,
He walks with staff and diadem proud
Through his folk that moaning to earth is bowed.

My brother is high in the councils of Egypt,
My brother is mighty in Egypt.
A stranger am I in stranger's land,
A stranger among His Egyptians.
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