O Lord above who chose me though,
unworthy that I was.
Who chose me all those years ago,
unworthy as I am.
Yet you empowered me to rescue those,
enslaved to Pharaoh’s rule.
They were the ones of which you chose
to show amazing love.
You chose them so you’re might would show,
to all who might look on.
So I beg you now to grant reprieve,
to those who’ve treason shown.
Please grant reprieve that glory you’ll receive,
from those who still look on.