The Book of Judges.

God needed only 300.

Seven years the Midianites stripped the land.

Israel crying out with empty hands. A man at the

winepress hiding from the sword. When fire fell from heaven and

he heard the Lord.

Mighty warrior, the Lord of hosts is here Gideon said, how

can this be? I tremble with fear But the offering burned

and the angel disappeared And the God of Abraham made his

purpose clear Three hundred men against the host like the sand

of the sea Not by sword, but by the hand of

the Lord came the victory Trumpets in hand, clay jars holding

fire in the night God alone brought the battle and God

owns the light

The fleece was soaked and the ground around was dry God

reversed it and no man could deny 32 ,000 answered

Gideon's call The Lord said that is too many for my

glory to fall 300 lapped the water and remained

The rest went home and three hundred were retained No

spear, no shield, just a torch and a horn By the

weakness of men the enemy was torn

Three hundred men against a host like the sand of the

sea. Not by sword, but by the hand of the Lord

came the victory.

Trumpets in hand, clay jaws holding fire in the night. God

alone brought the battle and God owns the love.

Outside the camp, in the dark of the night, Gideon heard

a Midianite dream of his flight.

He bowed his face to the ground and he worshipped the

Lord. Then rose and said, watch me and follow the word.

When the trumpets sound break the jar, let it fall. Let

the fire of God rise and answer the call. Not Gideon's

name, but the Lord shall be praised. Three hundred men and

the Almighty amazed.

Three hundred men Surrounded the valley at the dead of midnight

God alone Shattered the darkness and flooded it with light Rise

up and shout A sword for the Lord, let his enemies

flee Three hundred men And the glory

belongs to the Almighty