For a number of years now, maybe as many as 18, I have been the cantor for the “Song of Moses” at the Easter Vigil service at my church.
Last night I sang it again. The song expresses Moses’ gratitude and awe regarding his God who delivered his people from oppression.
Of course, being Helen Moses, I love singing this song. It is a special honor and it is very personal. Each year I try to bring new life to it. This year I felt a new connection when I sang it. As I am working to get to the root of what holds me back in my life, I can relate to Moses and his people.
I can only imagine the fear, desperation, and hesitation Moses’ people must have felt as they faced the dry path ahead of them, walls of Red Sea water on either side. But I can also imagine the hope welling up inside of them. They went for it, walking in faith, their enemies chasing them. They claimed what was their right. Moses and his people made it safely across the parted Red Sea. The Egyptians did not.
“The horse and its rider has he hurled into the sea. The earth swallowed them up. The fathomless deep has overwhelmed them. They sank into the depths like a stone.” These are the most powerful words of the song to me.
When I sang the Song of Moses last night, I felt a freedom in my voice that I want more of. We all deserve that feeling of freedom when we sing or speak.
It takes courage to set foot onto a new and uncertain path, with obvious dangers lurking around, with our past chasing us, shouting at us, and telling us we don’t deserve the freedom that lies ahead.
The truth is we do deserve it. And it can be found.
Let us dare to take leaps of faith, fueled by our past experiences and our hopes for freedom, into new territory that allows our voices to speak our truths with confidence.
“I will sing to the Lord, for He has risen up in might.”