Moses and Pharaoh

{Choir chants}

Frogs on your bed and in your house, gnats flying here and there and all about, swarms of flies cover the ground, your animals are all dead now, boils and sores are breaking out

Ohhhhhh

Ohhhhhh

{Choir chants}

Hail's falling from the sky, locusts fly your people cry, darkness moves like the night

Huh huh

Whoaaa

Huh huh

{Choir chants}

This is it the last plague, by putting blood on all your frames, the Lord will see it and move away, the last ones bad I regret to say, all first born going to the grave, just because you wouldn't change

{Dramatic pause of music}

{Apologetic Male voice 1}

I'm sorry

{Saddened Male voice 2}

Your people have my permission to go

{Choir quietly chants together}

Your people grieve my people leave

Wish this didn't have to be

To have to go through such lengths for my people to be free