A Negro Paean to Gideon

(Re: Judges 7 at 0750 on 7 Feb.)

How much dew came out o’ dat fleece? Well a whole big bowl full o’ water! Oh no!  The Lord gonna git ’em, Gonna take their ass to the slaughter! Got three hun’erd and da’s all he need Gonna knock ’em all out ‘Til dey ain’t no seed! Don’t want to be no Midianite, Get all whipped and be cryin’ all night! Said, “Who’s afraid an’ tremblin’? Well git ’em out o’ dis ‘ssembly! We don’t need no chickens he’ah Let ’em hang wi’ dat see-eh!” Narrowed ’em down from 22- to 10,000 Lord said, “Da’s still too many!” “Get rid o’ dem kneelers and lappers! I can work with 300 rappers Or if you got a trumpet, got to blow it! Gonna get ’em!  Better know it?

Re Judges 7 at 0750 on 7 Feb., 2021