I
leave Egypt to serve this woman and man;
Torn
from my home to wander in the wilderness sand.
I
have lived most of my life in this Egyptian palace,
Now
I know not where I go or how I will find solace.
I
know not what this brand new journey will bring,
I
now wear the mark of this master’s bracelet and ring.
I
feel something different in this man and his wife,
They
will give me a fresh start, a new lease on life.
I
have been happy serving my master’s household,
But
now I have been asked to do…it must go untold.
How
I am in distress—to lay with a man, to bear him a child;
How
my mistress longs for a baby—her thoughts have run wild.
I
wake today with this baby growing inside of me.
I
cannot wait to see how he will look or who he will be.
I
feel him growing and moving, I am soon to bring him forth,
I
will shout for joy from the hills; the east, west, south, and north.
The
pain is too much; I will pack and leave.
Who
is this I see before my eyes? I cannot believe,
That
the God of Israel would care to show Himself to me.
He
promised me my son would live to be a prince of nations.
The
God of Abram has come it was not an aberration.
He
led me to a well I named for Him—the One that truly sees.
I
will never forget my encounter, for His love runs so very deep,
I
will remember year after year and in my heart I will keep.
I
run to the desert for my mistress seeks my life.
All
that is between us now is hate, turmoil, and strife.
He
agreed to her plea to send us away; I am filled with grief.
I
am lost; my son and I hunger and thirst—there is no relief.
I
left my son under the tree; I can’t bear to watch him die.
I
don’t know what to do—we both can only cry.
The
Lord came to me in the hour of my need,
To
bless my son and all who will be his seed.
I
give thanks to the God who sees forever,
He
will be with me through all that I endeavor.
I
didn’t know when I left Egypt what my life would bring;
I
met the God who sees me and now I have a life that sings…
©2011
Piper Green
Find this and other poems in my book, A Life That Sings: Finding Your Song In The Midst of Brokenness
