Sing Ye Children

Though Pharaoh’s army closes in
And we’re surrounded, trapped and pinned
All this time He had in mind a grand design to win

So, sing ye children of the Mighty One
Tender-hearted and dearly loved
The King is coming with a mighty hand
To bring you to the promised land

Though the fig tree fails to bloom
And famine strikes ‘till there’s no food
We can sing and praise our King with faith He’ll bring us through

So, sing ye children of the Mighty One
Tender-hearted and dearly loved
The King is coming with a mighty hand
To bring you to the promised land

Though they crowned His head with thorns
And hung Him high for all to scorn
In the three days, the tables changed, for He was raised as Lord!

So, sing ye children of the Mighty One
Tender-hearted and dearly loved
The King is coming with a mighty hand
To bring you to the promised land

Though we are oppressed and crushed
We are safe in His great love
Though it be we die like sheep we’ll rise and see we’ve won

So, sing ye children of the Mighty One
Tender-hearted and dearly loved
The King is coming with a mighty hand
To bring you to the promised

Oh, sing ye children of the Mighty One
Don’t you know your God will come?
And bring His children with a mighty hand
Safe into the promised land