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Song of Jochebed She covered the small reed box with pitch and pitch to keep it from leaking. What kind of mind would she have had? Tears flowed and flowed from her two eyes. She must have kissed the child who was looking at her mother with wide eyes, covered the box, and prayed earnestly as she set it afloat on the riverbank. Looking at the box swaying and floating down the river without a destination, she must have closed her eyes and made eye contact with the child who could still be seen, sat down and shed tears. The true master of your life, your true parent, God, I entrust your life into his hands. The true master of your life, the Lord God who leads you. I put your life into his hands. He will save you. He will lead you. He will use you. He will guide you. The true master of your life, the true master of your life, your true parent, God, I put your life into his hands. The true master of your life, the Lord God who leads you. I put your life into his hands.