BESHALACH

Above the waves that had let Israel pass
And then rolled back to work the Egyptians’ doom
Servants and babes and children in the womb,
For whom the mother’s side became as glass,
Beheld the shining countenance of the groom
And knew their congregation as the bride
And with united voice exulting cried
Aloud in song resounding like the boom
Of many waters. And dancing to and fro
To Miriam’s drum, they singing saw the more:
Saw all the road that led them from that shore
To the Temple founded above time secure,
And this they saw was necessarily so
In G-d who had made Par’oh let them go.