When called into action,
Sent to speak for the multitude,
Oh, feet, make traction!
I feel so very nude.
As I face a powerful foe,
and flinch not at his threats,
Though mocked and humbled low,
And feeling that he has soldiers while I have cadets,
May I maintain a Moses spirit,
May I stand firm during the task ahead.
I want all people to hear it,
That I will strive forth until I am dead.
Though my followers complain,
though our journey is long,
Though we may see no rain,
I hope my followers see in me no wrong.
May I be a diligent leader,
May I solve all of their disputes.
Of the Law, may I be a great reader,
Though in their eyes, I have ill repute.
Though the supervisor wants them fired,
And though I myself lose patience,
Of my task, may I never grow tired,
All the way to the journey's end.
I will fight for their future,
They shall always thrive.
Of this they can be sure,
Their Lord and Keeper will always be alive!