When God goes forth to war
the mountains shake
(ant hills to the great I AM)
the bulwarks break
(sticks before the battering ram)
and justice hunts His foes
as in days of yore.
He breathes a word;
the hosts of men
(standing brazen in their glory)
fall like paper to the wind,
(trampled in His story)
and the whole earth knows—
He is the LORD.
Gratefully His 