Passage to the Promised Land
raised bricks in Babylon,
until foiled and confounded,
they scattered in confusion.
In behalf of family, friends,
Jared’s brother, desiring light,
beheld the glory of the Lord.
Gathering food and flocks,
seeds and bees, the pilgrim
band followed a prophet endowed
with knowledge, wisdom, keys.
Prophet-led, we too store food and faith,
prepare for storms and judgments
and the crossing yet to come.
Vessels tight and filled with Light,
we set forth with companies of Saints,
brave fierce winds of tribulation
that drive us toward millennial lands.
Sustained by the Spirit,
secure in God’s care,
we pass through terrible tempests.
Encompassed about, we rejoice,
without ceasing sing His praise.
We will safely reach the shore,
shed tears of thanks and joy
as we receive the promised blessings
and bow before the Lord.