THE SWORD OF THE LORD AND OF GIDEON
The devil’s been lying to his angels
Assuring them victory is on its way
Why once they bring down America
What can stand against what they say
But there’s three hundred vessels of Honor
Three hundred pots of clay
Through brokenness ready to show forth a Light
That will Arise Shine and carry the Day
They won’t be running for office
They won’t be pandering to man
They’ll be running after the devil
Standing on the Rock not sinking sand
They’ll eat bread from the Table of Shewbread
And drink water that’s been turned into Wine
They’ll be trees whose leaves are for Healing
And the confusion they bring will be Divine