Today... 'God Of The Armies Of Israel' - Poem by Roy Allen
Goliath stood there with his javelin and shield
but David ran down towards him and would not yield.
He said, “You come against me with your sword and spear
but the God of the armies of Israel is here.”
“The LORD God will deliver you into my hands,
For He is not concerned with your petty demands.”
Then reaching into his bag and taking a stone,
He slung it hard and Goliath was overthrown.
With the stone embedded deeply into his head
that Philistine champion fell to the ground dead.
And then everyone on that great battlefield knew
what the God of the armies of Israel could do.
(see also the additional information in the Poet's notes box below)
Poet's Notes about The Poem
David said to the Philistine, 'You come against me with sword and spear and javelin, but I come against you in the name of the LORD Almighty, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied. This day the LORD will deliver you into my hands, and I’ll strike you down and cut off your head. This very day I will give the carcasses of the Philistine army to the birds and the wild animals, and the whole world will know that there is a God in Israel. All those gathered here will know that it is not by sword or spear that the LORD saves; for the battle is the LORD’s, and he will give all of you into our hands.”
As the Philistine moved closer to attack him, David ran quickly toward the battle line to meet him. Reaching into his bag and taking out a stone, he slung it and struck the Philistine on the forehead. The stone sank into his forehead, and he fell facedown on the ground.
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The Bible calls You by many names
each one giving a glimpse of Your glory.
Like a cut diamond radiating in the sun
with every facet depicting a glorious
aspect of Your Divine Nature.
Today I have thought of You as
'God of the armies of Israel'
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