Forty leaves fell from a tree

as Jesus fought for victory

Forty ships left their coast

as Israel perished in the waste

Forty tears upon a wall

that saved a city from its fall.

 

Forty suns passed silently

as Noah sheltered in the sea

Forty steps in solitude

before the exile heard his Lord

Forty, less one, were the stripes

that chastened evil from my life

 

Forty clouds fortelling rain

before the wind from heaven came

Four hundred stones in Egypt’s land

show where sin in power stands

Four warm nights in Israel’s home

before the Lamb removed the stone.