Since you refuse to free my people…all through the land of Egypt…I send a pestilence and plague into your house, into your bed, into your streams, into your streets, into your drink, into your bread; upon your cattle, on your sheep, upon your oxen in your field, into your dreams, into your sleep, until you break, until you yield. I send the swarm, I send the horde. I send the thunder from the sky, I send the fire raining down. I send a hail of burning ice, on ev’ry field, on ev’ry town. I send the locusts on a wind, such as the world has never seen, on ev’ry leaf, on ev’ry stalk, until there’s nothing left of green. I send my scourge, I send my sword - thus saith the Lord.