These bitterly suppressed people in their ragged procession, remembering now the word
of Moses conveying the Word
of Another, in overwhelming realization that only this Word could effect so
glorious and impossible an outcome; this company
of the lost, the enslaved, the dying, now found and freed and given life by God; this weak, diffuse body
of humanity suddenly made almost terrifyingly aware
of its unity and entity as created out
of God's unfathomable purpose - these people in this company, in this body, all break forth into a spontaneous
hymn of praise, more shout than song, more chant than anthem, more cry
of ecstasy than conscious composition: