Discover the Untold Majesty of Moses’ Journey

In The Epic of Moses, embark on a breathtaking journey through the life of one of history’s most iconic figures—a man chosen by God to lead a nation from the chains of bondage to the edge of the Promised Land. This epic poem brings to life the trials, triumphs, and eternal struggles of Moses, exploring not only the incredible feats of leadership and courage that defined his life but the deep, personal battles of faith, doubt, and destiny he faced along the way.

What is it like to hear the voice of God calling you to greatness, even when you feel utterly unworthy? How does it feel to bear the weight of an entire people’s hopes and fears on your shoulders, knowing that your own fate is bound to something greater than yourself? The Epic of Moses dives into these questions with fierce emotional depth, capturing the human heart behind the biblical legend.

From the burning bush to the mighty Exodus, from the trials of the desert to the moment he gazes upon the Promised Land he will never enter, Moses’ story unfolds with power and poetry. This is a man who was not born a hero but became one by answering a call beyond his own understanding. His life was marked by moments of divine wonder and searing pain, and through it all, his unwavering faith in the God who led him forward transformed him—and the course of history itself.

As you read, you will feel the pulse of a nation longing for freedom, the roar of a prophet speaking truth to power, and the inner conflict of a servant torn between his doubts and his destiny. Through vivid, lyrical language and rich imagery, this poem reveals the heart of Moses—his fears, his sacrifices, and his unyielding devotion to God’s promise.

This is more than just a retelling of an ancient tale. It is a meditation on the very nature of leadership, faith, and purpose. It’s about finding strength in the face of adversity and believing in something greater than yourself, even when the path is unclear. It’s about the timeless journey of trusting that God’s plan for you is bigger than your own limitations.

The Epic of Moses is a tribute to the power of God’s call, the price of obedience, and the courage to stand firm in the face of impossible odds. Whether you are familiar with the biblical account or new to Moses’ story, this powerful poem will pull you into a world of ancient wonders and timeless truths.

Take a step into Moses’ world and be transformed. The journey awaits.

Sample

1    The Chosen

The years stretch long upon me now, and the days
That once were bright with promise fade away.
Yet as I stand upon this final shore,
Where footsteps fall no more, nor paths restore,
My soul, though weary, turns to days gone by,
To the moment when the heavens whispered, “Why?”
For from the stillness of the Nile’s embrace,
The call of Fate declared my destined place.

In that first breath, as infant, I was laid
Upon the waters deep, where shadows played.
My mother’s trembling hands, with love and fear,
Placed me within a basket, held so near.
The river’s current whispered dark and deep,
Yet in its depths, a promise would still sleep.
A cradle made of bulrushes, and trust,
My mother’s love, though heavy with the dust,
Set me adrift upon the waters wide,
In hope, in sorrow, with no place to hide.

For Pharaoh’s wrath had marked the lives of men,
The children bound in servitude, in pain.
Their cries ascended, like a distant wind,
To pierce the heavens, where the angels pinned
Their ears to hear the sorrow of the earth,
A nation’s cry that gave the world its birth.
The lash of Pharaoh’s iron hand did burn,
Yet in the shadows, unseen, did I return.

I was not born to live in chains or strife,
Though raised amidst the luxury of life.
The call of God had chosen me, unknown,
To lead a people, calling them His own.
Beneath the palace walls, my heart did yearn,
Though riches filled my soul’s unquenched burn.
I, Moses, born to labor in the dark,
To free the children, and ignite their spark.

My people, lost in sorrow’s endless night,
Were bound beneath the Pharaoh’s heavy might.
But as the whip did crack, and hearts did break,
A stirring deep within my soul did wake.
In anger, I beheld the cruel task done,
A Hebrew struck beneath the blazing sun.
And with a blow, I struck the man who struck,
But in my heart, I knew the fatal luck.

I fled into the wilderness so wide,
Where desert winds did howl, and gods did hide.
Yet there, amidst the desolation’s heat,
I heard the call, a voice, a sound so sweet.
A burning bush, not consumed by flame,
Spoke out my name, and called me forth to claim
My place among the chosen, to be sent
To lead my people out of Egypt’s rent.

“Moses, Moses,” the voice of God did call,
And trembling, I did answer, “Here I fall.”
A man of doubt, unworthy of the task,
I stood before the flame and dared to ask:
“Who am I, that I should go and free
A people bound in chains, so far from me?”
But God, whose will moves like the thunder’s cry,
Said, “I am with you, Moses, don’t ask why.”

And so, with heart aflame and soul renewed,
I walked the path of trials, not subdued.
For though the Pharaoh’s heart was hard and stone,
The hand of God was mine, and mine alone.
Through plagues and wonders, I did lead the way,
And saw my people freed from chains of clay.
Yet in their hearts, though freedom did await,
Their faith was fickle, swayed by fear and hate.

The wilderness was long, the trials great,
And though I led, I could not change their fate.
The promised land was just beyond our reach,
A place where God’s own voice would teach.
But though I led them, I could not enter there,
For my own heart was torn with doubt and care.
And in this truth, I found the deepest grace,
For faith, not triumph, is the sacred place.

Now as I stand, upon my final days,
I see the road, the winding, ancient ways.
The journey long, the burdens hard to bear,
Yet in it all, I found a love so rare.
The call that came from waters, far and wide,
Led me to mountains where I did abide.
And in that call, I found my life’s true song,
A journey not of victory, but long.

For though the end may come and all be past,
The journey’s truth remains, steadfast, and vast.
I walked with God, and He did walk with me,
Through every trial, and through every sea.
And now, I know, my life was not my own,
But bound within a people’s cry, alone.
I was chosen, yes, to serve and lead,
To free the hearts from bondage, and to heed
The call of God, eternal, ever true,
A call that, like the flame, forever grew.