A brother I knew a long time ago,
Walked into the cloud of God I am told,
He entered the presence where sinhad no place,
and took off his shoes,
His face shined of God's grace.

On the ground where he stood
in the presence of God,
Abush started burning,
and it never did stop,
Come closer my friend,
said the voice in the cloud,
Take off your shoes,
you're on my holy ground.

My brother was changed
that day till his last,
He brought down the Law,
from the stone God had cast.
He came down the mountain
and told all he saw,
and those who would listen
It brought oohs and brought some aahs.

On the ground that he stood
in the presence of God,
the bush started burning
and it never did stop.
Come closer my friend
said the voice in the cloud,
but take off your shoes,
you're on my holy ground.