Mummy, why is everyone so quiet?
Mummy, why are all our friends distressed?
I see the tear thatís forming in your eye, but
I canít work out whatís causing such unrest.
I watched the horse-back couriers furiously riding
Out from the palace, orders in their hand,
What truth is in those letters darkly hiding?
Tell me Mummy, let me understand.
Mummy, I can hear your explanation,
I see whatís made each Jew in Susa cry.
Why has the King allowed such devastation
And ordered every single Jew must die?
Doesnít He know our God in Heaven loves us
And Heís the Mighty God who hears our prayer?
Heíll save us from each foe that would attack, plus
Heíll not forsake or leave us in despair.
Mummy, I hear everyone is saying
That the law to wipe us out canít be repealed,
That means it canít be edited or altered
If by the Kingís own signet itís been sealed.
Now I donít know whatís happíning in the Palace
But Godíll use His chosen ones it must be said.
And by them edit every evil malice
And bring about His purposes instead.
Mummy, can I stay up for the party?
I want to praise and celebrate and sing.
The joy Iím feeling deep down in my heart, see
Is overflowing, bubbling like a spring.
For God chose Esther and good Mordecai
And worked out good from all that was amiss.
He overturned the plans of wicked Haman,
For Godís the greatest Editor there is.
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