The wagons rolled with more than grain; they carried dreams Joseph once named. A father, aged with grief and grace, now stirred by hope, sets out in faith.

From Beersheba’s prayers to Egypt’s gate, the lineage moves by heaven’s weight. Sons and grandsons, cattle and song, A caravan of covenant drawn along.

Reuben rides with memory’s fire, Simeon walks beside desire. Levi counts the priestly call, Judah, bold, leads through it all.

Zebulun hums the old refrain, Issachar bears both yoke and rain. Dan scouts’ edges, Naphtali swift, all tribes bring their sacred gift.

Gad’s wide flocks fill desert air; Asher brings the harvest’s share. Benjamin, a name still steeped in pain, now travels wrapped in peace regained.

Names called out like holy psalms, each generation inspired love with palms. To Goshen’s hush the families go, into a land that mercy sows.

Every stanza echo with sacred procession legacy and quiet triumph.

© Unknown Christian