Storm the Gates

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Rick Hill


This was the first song I wrote in the series.  It is based, fairly obviously, on the story of Israel's exodus from Egypt.  But it was also a reflection on my own personal need to get out from under a job that was causing me tremendous difficulty and take on a new adventure.  Turned out to be more of an adventure than I was anticipating.  It landed me in Maryland where I decided to take a break from church work and try my hand, again, at being a full-time musician.  The break gave me an opportunity to hone my musical skills and I completed most of the Excellent 11 series.

Adventures will bond together those who do them.

The experience of the past

Builds trust in the present

Which leads to hope for the future


Storm the Gates

Words and music by Rick Hill

Life was good

The neighborhood was mild, easy living


The clouds of gray were pushed just out of sight

The sun did shine

And Egypt thrived all taking and no giving

All the toil we turn the soil and pyramids arise.


In the heat

A different beat slowly growing louder

Daily chores

Begin to bore the soul can hardly bear

From deep within

A surging hymn rises o’er the clatter

To wilderness, to wildness, the exodus is here.


The soul rises up and cries with consternation

All for freedom and damn the expectations

Shatter once more these chains of subjugation

Life is made for challenge, grab the reins and storm the gates


Loud the snorts

Of chasing horses bearing down like thunder

The royal guard

Attacks the heart attempts to quench the fire

“Remember when…”

Comes back again and tries to still the drummer

Conquer fear or serve the fear the choice is only ours


When the sea

The path impedes, and Pharaoh’s army closes

And every choice

Seems out of joint, no option stands a chance

Search the soul

Aim for the goal never fear the voices

Forward march, the sea will part its on to Promised Lands