[Verse 1] Ebal bears an altar untouched by iron. Plaster bears the law in a hand all can read. One half faces blessing, one half faces warning; The ark holds the valley between. Men, women, children, the stranger in camp, Every syllable reaches the crowd. [Interlude] Then old bread enters Gilgal. [Verse 2] Cracked skins, patched shoes, threadbare coats, Dust arranged like a journey of months. "We came from a country beyond your horizon; Your God's great name reached us there." The princes turn crusts in their fingers, Measure each rip, believe every stain. [Chorus - delayed] We asked no counsel from the LORD. Our eyes made a witness of bread. Peace left our mouths before truth crossed the road; An oath ran ahead of wisdom. [Verse 3] Three days uncover four cities nearby. The camp starts to murmur; the armies arrive. Yet princes who swore by the LORD will not strike them; Faith keeps the word that poor judgment had bound. "Why did you name a far country?" asks Joshua. "We feared what your God had commanded," they say. [Bridge] Axes in timber. Jars at the spring. Wood for the altar, Water to bring. Deception is judged, But the oath remains standing. [Outro] The law shone white on the mountain. At Gilgal, we trusted old bread.