They wandered forty years, because they built
A calf of gold waiting for his return.
Imagine if you will the pain, the guilt,
Those aged few had lived at last to learn
Before they died and Israel could go
Out into Canaan. Then they quailed again,
And even Moses God would only show
A glimpse of what he promised. Ah but then,
Under great Joshua they took the land,
And marched past Jericho, stopping the sun,
So God delivered with a mighty hand
More than the strength of Israel had won:
The land of milk and honey he had sworn
Would be theirs ere their fathers had been born.
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