Lyrics
[Intro] [Dewdrop wringing from wool into clay bowl & midnight threshing floor breeze]
[Both] Judges chapter six, verses thirty-six to forty.
[Melody] 'If you will save Israel by my hand as you have promised...'
[Verse 1] [Noah & Melody Alternating]
[Noah] Threshing the wheat inside the winepress hidden from the foe
[Melody] An angel called him 'Mighty warrior' in the evening glow
[Noah] 'I am the least in all my clan
how shall I lead the fight?'
[Melody] 'The Lord is with you, Gideon, to conquer in His might'
[Both] He laid a fleece of woolen white upon the threshing floor
'If dew is on the fleece alone while all the ground is poor,
Then I will know that by my hand the victory will be won'
He rose at dawn and wrung a bowl of water in the sun
[Pre-Chorus] [Fingerpicked Acoustic & Muted Cello]
[Noah] The next night dry upon the fleece
while dew was on the ground
[Melody] Confirming that the sovereign word of Elohim was sound
[Chorus] [Intimate Pastoral Sacred Drop]
[Both] Wringing a bowl of dew from the woolen fleece of faith
Listening to every promise that the holy Scripture saith!
Three hundred men with clay pitchers and torches burning bright
Putting all Midian's host to flight inside the silent night!
Trust not in numbers, trust not in swords of men
The sword of the Lord and Gideon has won the day again!
[Verse 2] [Felt Piano & Duet Harmony]
[Noah] They blew the trumpets, broke the jars, and held the torches high
[Melody] The shouts of victory echoed beneath the starry sky
[Both] No earthly army could withstand the purpose of the Lord
Fulfilling all the promises delivered in His Word
[Bridge] [Soaring Duet Belt & Full Sacred Ensemble]
[Both] Hallelujah! Weakness made strong through simple, humble trust!
Lifting up the faithful soul out of the fearful dust!
Fleece on the floor, torch in the clay, trumpet in the hand!
Walking with our God across the liberated land!
[Chorus] [Full Grand Pastoral Climax]
[Both] Wringing a bowl of dew from the woolen fleece of faith
Listening to every promise that the holy Scripture saith!
Three hundred men with clay pitchers and torches burning bright
Putting all Midian's host to flight inside the silent night!
Trust not in numbers, trust not in swords of men
The sword of the Lord and Gideon has won the day again!
[Outro] [Water Dripping in Bowl & Nylon Guitar Decay]
[Melody] Judges chapter six...
[Noah] By faith Gideon. Amen.
[Fade Out]
[End]