The Mighty Men of Old

Moses clave the sea in twain

The wa­ters did like walls re­main

While through its cor­al groves

dry shod

Marched on the chos­en tribes of God.

Pharaoh’s ar­mies dared the path

But waves o’er­whelmed with God’s deep wrath

While Is­ra­el’s hosts sang loud and free

To Him who tri­umphed glo­ri­ous­ly.

Thus Christ arose

A migh­ty con­quer­or

o’er all our foes

Forever and ev­er­more

hal­le­lu­jah.

Samson

when the sun went down

Invaded Ga­za’s god­less town;

His foes all night await their prey

While bound by sin and death he lay;

Midnight sees the he­ro ris’n;

The gates and bars that formed his pris’n

Swift from the mass­ive wall he tears

And up the hill in tri­umph bears.

Jonah calmed the rag­ing sea

When swal­lowed by the fish was he;

From out the pit of deep­est hell

He prayed the God of Is­ra­el.

Risen from that liv­ing tomb

With new­born power

be­hold him come

While Ni­ne­veh’s thou­sands

young and old

Melt at the charm­ing of his tongue.

Daniel

in the li­ons’ den

Was thrown

at eve

by cru­el men;

They sealed the stone

but an­gels came

And made the roar­ing lions tame.

Free among the dead was he

And rose at morn vic­tor­ious­ly;

While all his fu­ri­ous foes were found

Twice dead be­fore they touched the ground.

Thus the migh­ty men of old

Our Je­su’s vic­to­ries fore­told;

By migh­ty deeds they dim­ly showed

The migh­ti­er deeds of Christ

our God;

Deeds of val­or

too

be ours

With bold­er hearts

and nob­ler pow­ers

For babes

in Christ

can now do more

Than all the migh­ty men of yore.