Verse 1: Hiding in the winepress low, Threshing wheat in fear, Midianites like locusts came, Year after desperate year. Then an angel spoke these words, "You mighty man of war, Go in the strength that you possess, And save them as before." Chorus: From fear to faith, the journey made, When God calls out your name. Three hundred men with torches bright, Would put an army to flight. The sword of Jehovah and Gideon's hand, Would liberate the land. Verse 2: "But Lord, my clan is weakest here, And I'm the least of all," Yet God would prove His power through The one who felt so small. The fleece was wet, the ground was dry, Then dry while ground was wet, God's patience with his doubting heart, Would not forget. Chorus: From fear to faith, the journey made, When God calls out your name. Three hundred men with torches bright, Would put an army to flight. The sword of Jehovah and Gideon's hand, Would liberate the land. Bridge: Thirty-two thousand down to three, "Too many," God declared, "So Israel cannot boast in pride, That by their strength they're spared." With trumpets, jars, and torches held, They shouted through the night, And Midian's host in chaos fled, Before God's awesome might. Final Chorus: From fear to faith, the journey made, When God calls out your name. Three hundred men with torches bright, Put armies to flight. The sword of Jehovah and Gideon's hand, Delivered all the land.
