And they cry aloud With each strong deed,"The sword of the Lord and Gideon."
The lightnings flash and the thunders roll,And "Lord have mercy on my soul,"Cry men as they fall on the stricken sod,In agony searching for their God. Each black cloud Is a fiery steed. And they cry aloud With each strong deed,"The sword of the Lord and Gideon."
And men repent and then forgetThat heavenly wrath they ever met,The band of Gideon yet will comeAnd strike their tongues of blasphemy dumb. Each black cloud Is a fiery steed. And they cry aloud With each strong deed,"The sword of the Lord and Gideon."
