The Cycle of Sin
Stanza 1
They turned from Him again,
Chasing gods of wood and stone,
Forgetting the One who saved,
Blinded by the world,
Lost in their own desires.
Stanza 2
The enemy rose like a storm,
Their hands could not defend,
They cried out in their sorrow,
Broken and desperate,
Remembering Him too late.
Stanza 3
Yet He heard them still,
His mercy stronger than their sin,
He raised a rescuer from among them,
Not perfect, not holy,
But chosen to lead.
The Cycle of Disobedience
Stanza 1
They turned their backs again,
Walking toward idols that could not speak,
Forgetting the God who saved them,
Trading truth for empty promises,
Blind to the chains they embraced.
Stanza 2
Oppressors came like waves,
Stronger than their failing hands,
The land groaned beneath their sin,
Suffering pressed them to their knees,
And they cried out for mercy.
Stanza 3
A judge arose in the land,
Not of his own strength,
But chosen by the Lord,
To break the chains of their failure,
And lead them back to truth.
Stanza 4
For a time, they followed,
Walking in the light again,
Yet as the years faded,
They forgot what was given,
And returned to their broken ways.
Stanza 5
The cycle spun without end,
A people too stubborn to learn,
Yet mercy stood unshaken,
For though they were faithless,
God remained faithful still.
Gideon, the Reluctant Warrior
Stanza 1
A man hid among the shadows,
Threshing wheat in secret,
Fear gripped his every move,
Yet the Lord called him forth,
A warrior who did not believe.
Stanza 2
“Go in the strength you have,”
The angel’s words rang clear,
Yet doubt clung to his heart,
He asked for signs, for proof,
And God answered in patience.
Stanza 3
Not by numbers, not by might,
But by the Lord’s command,
Three hundred against an army,
Shouts and torches in the night,
Victory given, not earned.
Stanza 4
Fear had bound him before,
Now courage led his steps,
Not his own strength or wisdom,
But trust in the unseen,
Walking where God had gone before.
Stanza 5
The land had peace again,
Yet the people soon forgot,
And Gideon’s house fell to ruin,
For a leader may rise,
But only God remains forever.
Deborah, the Judge of Wisdom
Stanza 1
Under the palm she sat,
A woman of wisdom and truth,
Israel came to seek her counsel,
A leader when men had faltered,
A voice of strength in weakness.
Stanza 2
The Lord called for battle,
Yet fear held the hearts of men,
Barak would not go alone,
And so she stood beside him,
A sign of faith among doubt.
Stanza 3
The enemy fell in the rain,
Chariots stuck in the mud,
A mighty army undone,
Not by sword or spear,
But by the hand of God.
Stanza 4
Sisera fled in shame,
Hiding where he thought safe,
Yet his life ended in silence,
By the hands of a woman,
The victory fully complete.
Stanza 5
The land had peace once more,
And Deborah sang the story,
Not of human wisdom or power,
But of the God who saves,
And delivers His people again.
Samson, Strength and Struggle
Stanza 1
Born with a purpose,
Set apart from the womb,
Strength greater than any man,
Yet his heart wandered,
Bound by desire, not devotion.
Stanza 2
The enemy feared his might,
But he feared no sin,
His strength was his weakness,
His pride led him astray,
And he fell to his own desires.
Stanza 3
Bound in chains, blinded,
Mocked by those he once fought,
The man who once stood mighty,
Now broken, now forgotten,
A warrior who lost his way.
Stanza 4
But even in the darkness,
God had not abandoned him,
With one final prayer,
Strength returned for a moment,
And the walls came crashing down.
Stanza 5
Victory came in his death,
A judge who failed yet won,
A story of strength and sorrow,
Of a man who lost himself,
Yet found redemption in the end.
The Need for a King
Stanza 1
A people without a leader,
Drifting like sand in the wind,
No law to guide their ways,
Each one chose their own path,
And darkness covered the land.
Stanza 2
Idols filled their homes,
The name of God forgotten,
Their hearts turned to false gods,
Seeking power, seeking pleasure,
Yet finding only emptiness.
Stanza 3
Judges rose, judges fell,
Each bringing hope for a time,
But as soon as they were gone,
The people returned to sin,
A cycle that never ceased.
Stanza 4
The cries of the land rose up,
A nation longing for order,
A people seeking a king,
Not knowing what they truly needed,
Not knowing who would truly reign.
Stanza 5
A king would come in time,
Not one of gold and war,
But one of mercy and justice,
A ruler who would never fail,
The King who would save forever.
The Cycle of Judges
Stanza 1
The people turned away again,
Chasing gods that could not see,
Forgetting the One who rescued them,
Walking toward their own desires,
Blind to the chains they chose.
Stanza 2
Oppressors came like a storm,
Breaking their walls, taking their land,
Their strength was not enough,
Fear drove them to their knees,
They cried out to the Lord once more.
Stanza 3
A judge was raised among them,
Not by their choosing, but by God’s,
One to lead, one to fight,
To bring them back to His ways,
To restore what had been lost.
Stanza 4
Victory came by His hand,
Not by numbers, not by might,
But through obedience alone,
The enemy fell before them,
And the land had peace again.
Stanza 5
But peace was short and fragile,
Soon they forgot and fell again,
The cycle began once more,
Turning from God, then calling for Him,
Yet He never turned away.
Deborah’s Strength
Stanza 1
She sat beneath the palm,
Wisdom flowing like a river,
A judge, a prophet, a leader,
Guiding those who had lost their way,
Calling them back to truth.
Stanza 2
The Lord spoke, the battle was set,
But men hesitated in fear,
Barak would not go alone,
So Deborah stood beside him,
A woman walking in courage.
Stanza 3
The rain fell, the rivers rose,
Chariots sank into the mud,
The mighty army fell apart,
Not by swords or by strength,
But by the power of the Lord.
Stanza 4
Sisera fled, seeking safety,
Hiding in a woman’s tent,
But Jael’s hands were firm,
And the oppressor fell silent,
The enemy was no more.
Stanza 5
The land was quiet again,
A time of peace, a time of rest,
And Deborah sang to the Lord,
Not of human strength or might,
But of the God who saves.
Gideon’s Fear
Stanza 1
A man in hiding, afraid,
Threshing wheat in secret,
Yet the angel stood before him,
Calling him a mighty warrior,
Though he did not believe.
Stanza 2
“How can I fight? I am weak.”
Still, God gave him a sign,
Then another, then another,
Not in anger, but in patience,
Waiting for him to trust.
Stanza 3
The army was too large,
So God made it smaller still,
Three hundred against thousands,
Not by skill or by numbers,
But by trust in His name.
Stanza 4
Torches broke the silence,
Shouts rang through the night,
The enemy fled in fear,
Not knowing what had come,
But Gideon knew who had won.
Stanza 5
The victory was not his,
It never belonged to him,
For strength was never needed,
Only faith and obedience,
To the One who always leads.
Samson’s Fall
Stanza 1
Strength was his gift,
A warrior set apart,
Yet his heart was divided,
His hands built for battle,
But his soul wandered far.
Stanza 2
He played with temptation,
He walked too close to the edge,
Trusting in his own power,
Not in the One who gave it,
Until his strength was gone.
Stanza 3
Bound and broken, he stood,
Mocked by those he once fought,
His eyes had seen too much,
Now they saw nothing at all,
But in the darkness, he prayed.
Stanza 4
One last time, one last cry,
His hands pushed against the stone,
The pillars fell, the ground shook,
And the mighty fell with him,
A final victory in death.
Stanza 5
Strength without wisdom is fleeting,
Power without purpose is lost,
But even in failure, God moves,
Even in weakness, He wins,
For He alone holds true strength.
The Need for a King
Stanza 1
There was no king in Israel,
Only men ruling themselves,
No law, no order, no peace,
Each man chose his own way,
And darkness covered the land.
Stanza 2
Idols filled their homes,
Justice was twisted and blind,
The strong crushed the weak,
The righteous were silenced,
And the people suffered again.
Stanza 3
Judges came and went,
Each one bringing hope,
But none could truly save,
None could break the cycle,
The people longed for more.
Stanza 4
A king would come, they believed,
One to rule, one to lead,
One to make them strong,
Yet they did not understand,
That power alone was not enough.
Stanza 5
A true King was coming,
Not in wealth, not in war,
But in wisdom and righteousness,
A Savior, not just a ruler,
A King who would reign forever.