Exodus

In the desert flame, a voice did rise,  
From the burning bush, holy fire in the skies.  
"I have heard their cries, their burdened groan,  
Go to Pharaoh’s throne, let My will be known."

Chains are breaking, the river flows,  
The promise of freedom, the story grows.

Let my people go!  
Thunder shakes the land, the heavens know.  
With a mighty hand, the waters part,  
Freedom burns in every heart.  
Let my people go!

Through the desert wide, a pillar of flame,  
Guides the weary feet, in the Holy Name.  
Manna falls like rain, the covenant true,  
Every step they take, the Lord renews.

No chains remain, no tyrant reign,  
The sea is split, the path is plain.  
Lift your voice, O Israel,  
The Lord has conquered, Emmanuel!

Let my people go!  
The trumpet sounds, the nations know.  
From bondage deep to promised land,  
Delivered by His mighty hand.  
Let my people go!

Cinematic orchestral gospel with full choir — biblical soul, dramatic strings, thunderous brass, and emotional gospel