Chyna of Israel, Chyna of Egypt

What’s the difference between the two?

I believe the difference between the two is…

One of them is free & one of them is held captive.

It’s a constant battle between the two.

One knows that she’s been set free,

& the other,

is just so used to the four walls of a prison.

Not having hope that her savior will come.

She knows that He’s out there, but will He be willing to save someone like her.

One knows, what it’ll be like, to live on the outside.

To finally be able to commune with her Father,

& enjoy the life that He has given onto her.

Running towards the gates of freedom.

He calls out to her.

“My daughter, my daughter, come & be free”

“My daughter, my daughter, it’s time to let Egypt go”

Just watching the gates slide open,

she can’t wait to get to the other side.

The Chyna of Israel.

But this other one, this Chyna of Egypt.

She’s been stuck in there for so long.

She couldn’t even imagine coming out,

She couldn’t imagine being set free,

She couldn’t even fathom anything else,

Amongst these gates.

Amongst these four walls.

But she sits here,

Just wondering when will she ever find the courage to come out.

She remembers, that the Father once told her.

“You can’t stay in here anymore”

But she’s been too afraid to come out.

She’s Watching Chyna of Israel,

Moving along knowing that she just couldn’t take it anymore.

She finally found the courage to say,

“I can’t stay here anymore”

She finally found the boldness to work in her faith.

“I have to move from amongst here”

I can hear a voice in the distance,

As we sit at these gates.

“Pharaoh, Pharaoh, let my daughter go”

I can hear her repeating,

“Pharaoh, Pharaoh, let me, let me, let me go”

For he has been commanded to let her go.

I can see, as I’m sitting here,

That she finally made the choice,

To be set free & let the old her go.

The old her, which is me, go.

Let go of all the hurt,

Let go of all the baggage,

Let go of all that no longer serves her,

But to serve & be with the one that knows what’s best for her.

See I’m Egypt,

I’m the one that’s stuck in the bondage,

The ones that’s stuck in the past,

Idk what else is out there.

Cause if I let this all go,

What will I be able to get back?

I am Pharaoh, & it is time, that I let oh Chyna go.