I Hear Music Ancient Music

I The Reeds rest in water by faith You may recall Baby Moses' name Or you may forget the Prince of Egypt And his name, "Up from Reeds" THE WIND IN THE WILLOWS Also sings to and in the Weeds The Reeds that feed, sing, civilize us As in Egypt of Papyri fame, flames Of music remind us to remember For we are wont to forget, forget, forget ... Then Mole, Rat, Boy Otter will be Teachers Ii The music rises & falls among the Reeds Ancient themselves, translators for us From teachers from another Kingdom We do remember, if we listen, above our din That serenade the Presence, Healer-Helper A name Hebrews knew in Exodus of Moses Yahwah Rophikah, THE LORD MY HEALER The Otter, the Mole, the Rat rarely forget Even if they miss some of the words That meander among the Reeds, rising ever Lilting - seek my helping power, in that hour