GOD’S THREE HUNDRED Lyrics
- Genre:Metal
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Once, Gideon at God's command
Took from his army great and grand
A chosen few, a little band
Of just three hundred
The rank and file, to their dismay
Were then discharged and sent away
But with the few he won the day
With those three hundred
Today we see church buildings stand
In every city of our land
But in each fight God has a band
His own three hundred
Thro' rain or shine, thro' dark or light
These soldiers stand up for the right
And always win, tho' fierce the fight
God's own three hundred
The brave three hundred
The Lord's three hundred
O help us, Lord, to numbered be
With Thy three hundred
The brave three hundred
The Lord's three hundred
O help us, Lord, to numbered be
With Thy three hundred
With Thy three hundred Oh, help us, Lord, to watch and pray
That we at last may hear Thee say
Well done, ye nobly won the day
My own three hundred
Then, when there are no foes to fight
In that blest land where comes no night
O may we walk with Thee in white
Thy saved three hundred