— Read and listen to the Bible being read at the same time; also, A. R. Wells, 1908, shares a (self-application) “tiny meditation” on each chapter.
The Exodus from Egypt
Click for a brief summary of the book of Exodus.
1) Read the “tiny meditation” before and/or after you read the Bible chapter to help make a self-appllication of the scriptures read.
2) Want to use both your eye gate and ear gate in taking in the Word? Just click the “Read” chapter to get started.
Discovery of Baby Moses
Paul Delaroche, 1828
Click to Read Exodus 1—My Tasks
When my tasks seem more than I can bear, I shall remember that after Pithom comes Elim, after Raamses comes Sinai! The burdens are sure to slip off, if they are borne with Christian grace. The chains are sure to fall away, if I am a bond-slave of Christ. God will lay upon me no weight too heavy for my back; nor will He allow men to overburden me.
Click to Read Exodus 2—My Safety
Though kings plot against me, and an empire is in arms to my hurt, a barrier of bulrushes will be sufficient protection, if God is with me. He will fashion a fort for me out of the palaces of my enemies, and a guard for me out of their tallest soldiers. No harm can befall me, while God befalls me, in this world or in any world. O my Father, I will trust Thee today and forever!
Pharaoh’s Daughter Finds Moses, Exodus 2:3-6
Click to Read Exodus 3—My Commission
No burning bush for me? Why, my God surrounds my life with burning bushes! Wherever I turn, they blaze up before me. Appeals, warnings, exhortations, promises, guidances, providences, glories, rewards, powers,—the world is crowded with radiant beckonings to service! Forbid, O God, that I should pass by unheeding, to herd my selfish sheep!
Read Exodus 4 —My Reluctance
“O Lord, send, I pray Thee, by someone else!” Have I ever prayed that faithless prayer? Ah, have I not prayed it many, many times? Let me rather say: “Here am I, O Lord; send me! However hard and perilous the task, send me! But let me go nowhere, though I ascend a throne, except where Thou dost go with me.”
Read Exodus 5—My Difficulties
“Bricks without straw!” How much of my life is like that! Tasks, tasks, tasks, lacking health, and strength, and wisdom, and courage, and perseverance, and grace! But it was not bricks without—God; nor is it ever tasks without God. Let me remember that this very hour.
Read Exodus 6—My Hope
Is not Jehovah my God as well as the God of Israel? Has He ever been more to any man than He will gladly be to me? Did He ever bring a soul out of his distresses and will not bring me out of mine? I will appropriate every promise, every assurance, every fulfillment, in all the history of the world. It all belongs to me, to me!
Read Exodus 7—My Authority
Water Changed to Blood, James Tissot
Behold, the Lord has given to me, as to Moses, a wonder-working rod! I bear about with me the symbol and assurance of God’s presence and power. Lo, He is with me always. Yet how often, alas! I use the rod as a walking-stick, and think no more about it!
Read Exodus 8—My Hard Heart
Pharaoh hardened his heart before God hardened it! The king repulsed the plea of pity until God could no longer pity him. God fixed him in evil, but only after he had proved his unalterable will for evil. Oh, Almighty Judge, may no such fate be mine! May I fix my heart on Thee, that it may not be fixed in wickedness!
Plague of Flies by James Tissot, 1899
Read Exodus 9—My Obstinacy
Alas for my folly, in which I join Pharaoh and all the long line of fools! I sin, and misfortunes come. I think they will pass, and continue to sin. They do not pass, but increase. I refuse to connect them with my sin. How must God grieve, when even His wisest and best-contrived penalties do not move His rebellious child!
Read Exodus 10—My Last Chance
God’s warnings will not continue forever. To me, as to Pharaoh, will come a final message. How do I know when it will come? How did Pharaoh know? He did not know, nor do I. He was gratified, like a fool, by the removal of each plague, and went on in his folly. Let me not scorn him till I am sure I am not doing the same.
The Plague of Locust
Read Exodus 11—My Death
I do not fear the death of the body. That, I know, is only an incident, a passing incident, to my continuing career. I look forward to it with equanimity. But my dread is of the death of the soul, a death that may come upon me at any time if I do not break with sin. What was the horror of that Egyptian midnight, what that carnival of woe, compared with this death of the soul?
Read Exodus 12—My Passover
Has the death angel passed over my soul? Has only the dark shadow fallen upon me with its warning, and then hastened away? Do I stand again in the safe sunshine of God’s love? It is no grace of mine, but all of Another. It is no merit of mine, but Another’s sacrifice. Oh, endless praise be to Him who has delivered me from this death!
And There Was A Great Cry In Egypt by Arthur Hacker
Read Exodus 13—My Guidance
Not only has the shadow passed by me, but I am given leadership for my safety, day and night. Fire and cloud—fire which I fear because of its power, cloud which I dread for its darkness—these awful omen’s God has transformed into the symbols of my salvation. By His very terrors I am guided, by His flaming omnipotence I am led!
God’s Pillar Leading the Israelites, Exodus 13:21-22
Read Exodus 14—My Red Sea
Many a time it has stretched out before me, some sea of discouragement, difficulty, danger. The waves run high, the wind blows, the enemy press on behind; I hear their rattling chariot wheels, their shouts of triumph. And then the sea has become a cloistered pathway, and I have passed through untouched by a wave, while all my foes have been swallowed up. This has happened, all this, yet still I fear for the future!
Destruction of Pharaoh’s Army, Exodus 14:27-28
Read Exodus 15—My Marah
Lo, God has changed all my bitter springs to sweet water, and all my Marahs to Elims! There is no sorrow that has not issued in joy, no failure He has not transformed to success. That has been when I gave my life into His keeping, as I shall do today.
Read Exodus 16—My Manna
Is this world a desert? I know men say it is, but where’s the proof? I am housed beneath the covering of God’s protection, I am abundantly fed with the manna of God’s love, I am led by the pillar and cloud of God’s providences. With shelter, food, and a highway, where is the desert? O my God, how endlessly good art Thou!
Read Exodus 17—My Meribahs
My rebellion is often hot against God. I do not acknowledge it to myself, but God understands! He hears my complaints: “Why didst Thou bring me into this hard place? Wilt Thou slay me with thirst?” And then, perchance, my Father opens for me a fountain out of the very rocks that hem me in. He would have done it anyway; how much better had He done it without my complaints!
Read Exodus 18—My Over-work
Surely I am indispensable! Surely no one else can do the work! Surely the Lord rests upon me, and His Kingdom is established on the rock of my faithfulness! Thus I talk with myself. Oh, let my better sense be the Jethro. Let it show me how well the world progressed before I was born and will progress after I die, and bid me toil with a less immodest frenzy. Let me work with others, gladly sharing with them the toil, the praise, and the reward.
Read Exodus 19—My Preparation
God does not speak to me as He spoke to Moses and Moses’ people. With good reason, too, for I do not make ready to hear Him. I have not purified my heart and life. I have not expected Him and been attent. Every day is a possible Sinai. Oh, let me go softly, waiting for the trumpet peal!
Read Exodus 20—My Decalogue
Part of the Commandments are easy for me; God forbid that my obedience there should satisfy me, as certainly it does not satisfy God. For part of them are terribly hard. That part is my Decalogue. Over that part I must pray and groan. There is my test, and by that obedience or disobedience I stand or fall.
Moses Receives the Ten Commandments
Read Exodus 21—My Slavery
Let me count it my pride and joy to be a bond-slave of the Lord! Not for six years shall my service be, and a glad release on the seventh; but gladly for all years, and release to be counted the most terrible of disasters. My ear to Thy door post, O Thou Most High!
Read Exodus 22—My Responsibility
My hands are heavy with fate. Fortunes of friends, of neighbors, of children, of other dear ones, of the community, the state, the farthest tribe, are in my keeping. My life is not well lived unless through me their lives are well lived or better lived. Who, without divine help, is equal to these things? But the help always comes.
Read Exodus 23—My Angel
Surely as for His people of old, God sends His angel before me,–ready to punish, ready to praise; ready to rout my adversaries, ready to guide me in any gloom. Am I living my life without this supernatural aid? Then it is not my life, but only the pitiful shadow
of the life that is rightfully mine!
Read Exodus 24—My Covenant
Not at the foot of a literal Sinai, awful with the presence of a visible Deity, have I made my covenant with the Almighty. No; but beneath the sublime arch of heaven, and before the unseen throne of the Infinite One! I am His. My life is His. I am not my own. Shall I consider this day as mine? Shall I be false to my solemn vow? And how then can I expect my God to bestow His covenanted blessings?
Read Exodus 25—My Offering
There are so many millions of Christians, wealthy, strong, zealous, and wise. They do not need me, or my small offering. Ah, but do I not need, all the more, to give it? Do I not need to identify myself with this great task, and the more because it is so great and prosperous? Yet how do I know they do not need me? And do I not know that God–even God Himself–does need me?
The Furnishings of the Tabernacle
Read Exodus 26—My Tabernacle
What sanctuary am I fashioning for my God? I know the temple He desires. My body–ah, wonderful thought!–He has deigned to seek as His temple. Could higher honor come to me, among all earth’s crowns and kingdoms? Lord, for purity of heart! Lord, for obedience of will!
Read Exodus 27—My Altar
Upon what shall I lift up my sacrifice to Thee, O Thou Most High? Thou dost not seek stones heaped up, though of beryl or chrysolite. Thou dost wish rather the altar of my affections. Thou art best pleased with my prayers when they lie upon my heart and are founded upon my life. Such shall be my communing with Thee henceforth, O my Father.
Read Exodus 28—My Raiment
Why should not I, as well as Aaron, wear upon my heart the names of those dear to me,–yet, of all those, to the ends of the earth, who are dear to my Lord? And why should I not wear upon my very forehead, “Holy to the Lord”? Be my vesture day by day a sacred robe, however commonplace to the eye of men; and in it may I walk as becomes a priest of the Most High.
Aaron, the High Priest
Read Exodus 29—My Consecration
Not Aaron, not any of his sons, was more a priest of God than I am. Some share have I in the worship of the church and my home; and I alone minister in that sacred temple of my heart, where God enters and dwells. I would live worthily of this exalted dignity. Shall a priest profane himself?
Read Exodus 30—My Incense
What incense shall I offer Thee, most glorious, most bountiful, most loving One? My words; Thou delightest even in my stammering praise. My life; with all its failures, it is dedicated to Thee. My prayers; halting, stumbling, mistaken, yet they climb to Thee. My love,–ah, that is best of all, and includes them all, and–wonder of wonders!–it but reflects Thy love for me!
Altar of Incense
Read Exodus 31—My Sabbaths
They are to be “a perpetual covenant,” it seems. A token of my fidelity to God. A token of God’s love for me. Days of communion, days of partnership, days of friendship. If I break away from them, am I not breaking away from God? Ah, let me make my Sabbath a delight! Let me love its every hour, because I love its God!
Read Exodus 32—My Golden Calf
Too often my ideals go up on a mountain, and a cloud removes them from sight, but I stay down on the lower levels of life, where the base memories are, and the pressures of trivial needs. It is so easy, there, to make an idol of my folly, and bow down before it. Gold? Fame? Ease? Pleasure? Oh, my God! Whatever it is, help me to grind it to powder!
Read Exodus 33—My Vision
I think this picture is a NT application of “…My presence shall go with thee, and I will give thee rest.” Ex. 33:14 (e.w.)
O God, show me Thyself! If I can see Thee, I can look all enemies in the face. If I can see Thee once, I will henceforth see Thee everywhere. If I can see Thee, life will become a long, glad journey toward the vision of Thee forever. But a glimpse of Thee, even of the gesture of Thy hand, even of the corner of Thy robe, O my Father!
Read Exodus 34—My Communion
Up in the mount with God! Oh, may no triviality detain me, no obstacle bar me, no sin, basely cherished, unfit me for that high privilege. That my face shall shine for the glory of it I care not, as I shall not know, though others will know; but my heart will shine, and the sun will dwell in all my life. Yes, “early in the morning,” up in the mount with God!
Read Exodus 35—My Offerings
Is my heart willing for its gifts? What I set apart for the Lord, of time, or money, or strength, do I set apart gladly, or grudgingly? Do I long for chances of service, or shrink from them? Is my heart in the work, or only my calculating head? Let me learn from these ancient builders of the tabernacle, and let today be a divine temple on which I shall lavish myself lovingly for the Lord.
Read Exodus 36—My Workmanship
I should take more pride in my work for the Lord. When I speak, the words should be my choicest. When I plan, I should be ambitious, prudent, courageous. When I execute, I should be indefatigable. I must not allow my secular work to be better done than my religious work. Sockets and clasps and “fine twined linen”–let my work for God be perfect and praiseworthy!
Read Exodus 37—My Ark
I need–oh, how I need to find God! Whether the blessed Presence flames forth from between golden cherubim, or speaks invisible in the quiet of some morning hour, I need the mercy seat! The ark has perished, but the reality it embodied has not perished. The mercy seat of gold is gone, but mercy remains, at my very hand, ready to forgive me and bless me at a word.
Read Exodus 38—My Gold
To what uses do I put my gold? Am I most interested in weighing it out for the Kingdom, or for my own pleasures, or for hoarding it in the bank? Do I really believe that the money I use as God would have me use it is the only money I really have? And if I believe this, do I really act on that belief?
Exodus 39 —My Breastplate
What do I take as the breastplate of my life, my defense against the darts of the evil one? Is it such steel and hammered brass as the world furnishes, masses of money, solid force, aggressive ambition? Or is it such breastplate as God furnishes, –twelve precious stones, engraved with the names of His people, the tokens of His church? Is love for God and man the safety in which I confide? Ah, it will never fail me!
Read Exodus 40—My Tent of Meeting
As often as I go to church, do I meet my God? Do I go confidently expecting to meet that dread, that beloved, Presence? I know I shall see my friends there; am I as sure that I shall see Him there? Ah, let me find myself in a true “tent of meeting” next Sunday!
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