Called to Fight
by Linda Jackson So, David, as you were tending sheep under the beauty of the stars Did your mind ever wonder with thoughts so very far? Smells of camp fires bleating of sheep Youngest of eight sons, destined to sleep by fires in the cold Then a prophet came to speak Called in from the field when the brothers didn't please The sheep you leave behind Far from any thought that the Lord had selected you as king His plans aren't yours David What heart-ache and joy this would bring Brothers in disbelief as Samuel extends precious oil Arise, says the Lord, anoint for this is he This one I did form handsome, eyes of beauty On him the Spirit of the Lord did fall One of evil would then descend on king Saul Play your harp David Play your harp and sing, the heavy spirit will cringe Sing the Lord's song, to Saul peace it will bring He so jealous as you became a captain of men Displeased, enraged, as his son you did befriend David so often you ran from Saul, once pretending to be mad and yet Over and aver you escaped into forests and wilderness Once he so near, you could take his life You spare him, your men wonder why You, learning to honor your Lord Recognize the enemies lies While waiting for a crown many battles you and your men had won Saul, ignored and disobeyed the Lord he had loved Opening his hearts door to darkness Allowing it to overcome He runs, trapped in battle, how did all this loss begin? Leaning on his spear near death, yet another would be his end His great fear to be tortured at the enemies hand His head was laid before the god of their land Saul has died, all Israel free to come to David's side The path made for you to shepherd the people of God A shepherds heart is what they would need One that could stand against the wolves at the gate Day after day, man after man God drawing His army to create Men of honor and courage Leaving child and wife Hearts drawn by the Lord To secure David's life
SO THEY CAME
The sons of Judah, equipped for war Six thousand eight hundred of the sons of Simeon Bravest of men waiting for battles to be won
Four thousand six hundred of the sons of Levi
The priest Jehoiada, led three thousand seven hundred Who came to live or die
The house of Aaron did send Zadok, a young priest of might Brought from his father twenty two captains ready to lead and fight
Three thousand sons of Benjamin, kinsmen of fallen Saul Answered an inward call
The tribe of Ephraim, twenty thousand eight hundred Men from their fathers household Mighty men marching true and bold
Sons of Manasseh designated to make David king Eighteen thousand they did bring
To have knowledge and to understand The times of Israel's purpose in this world Was given to the sons of Issachar Two hundred chiefs, perception clear If commanded all kinsmen would come from far and near
No doubt of heart came fifty thousand of Jebulun Battle formation and every weapon strong Trained to stand, causing the enemy to run
From Naphtali one thousand captains they did yield Also thirty seven thousand with spear and shield
Twenty eight thousand six hundred Practiced in battle formation Marched to David from Danites nation
An army of forty thousand ready to stand in dignity Men of Asher, taking on their countries enemy
And from the other side of Jordan One hundred twenty thousand Bringing all known weapons of war Came Manasseh, Gadites and Reubenites The ground covered, ready for the fight
You, David a mighty warrior king, freeing God's people Leading the Lord's army of Three hundred forty thousand, eight hundred twenty two As far as your eyes could see covers the land I a single soldier, one on one Leading my sistrs to recognize satan's plans You and I born in a different age Learning to love the same ever amazing God Memories of our youth, not knowing how our paths would change To you David our Lord said "this is he" I also heard His call Yes, David, we both took His hand For we had times we would trip and fall How joyful to come out of the valley's dark and deep Climbing, our hand in His, up mountains steep
David your walk on earth has ended Mine also will one day close As your pathway changed, so will mine Walking a new and glorious road LJ/20 1 Sam 16:14-23;17:15;21:10-15; 22:5;23:24;25:1; 2 Sam 1 & 5; 1 Chron 10 & 12
My name is Linda Jackson. I am a blessed wife, mother and grandmother. I am a Biblical counselor and teacher to women in jail. I also teach kindergarten Sunday school. I enjoy writing, playing in the yard with my plants and doing cross stitch while watching football. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |
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