[Intro – whispered, rising in intensity]
(Oooooooh) Tell me God…
(Oooooooh) will I win?
(Oooooooh)
No, Lord… I cannot…
Father
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[Verse 1 – spoken-sung, building courage]
[Voice 1]
I am only a boy…
My hands are small, my voice is weak,
and the weight of the sword is too heavy for me.
What am I doing here among warriors?
What am I doing before a giant
whose shadow covers…the valley?
Yet… I remember—
in the fields when no one saw me,
the lion came, and I stood.
The bear rose against me, and still I stood.
Not by my strength, but because the Lord was near.
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[Pre-Chorus – steady rhythm, gaining fire]
[Voice 2]
Not by armor, not by might,
But by Your name I’ll win this fight.
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[Chorus – triumphant, orchestral swell]
The Lord who saves is mighty still,
He speaks the word, He moves the hill.
No giant stands, no foe remains,
All glory to the Lord who reigns.
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[Verse 2 – confident, bold]
[voice 1]
I walk by faith, not by my sight,
For You, O Lord, are my true might.
The world may mock,
the proud may boast,
But You…
O Lord, command the hosts.
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[Pre-Chorus – stronger, almost shouted]
[Voice 2]
Not by armor, not by might,
But by Your name I’ll win this fight.
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[Chorus – with full choir joining]
The Lord who saves is mighty still,
He speaks the word, He moves the hill.
No giant stands, no foe remains,
All glory to the Lord who reigns.
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[Outro – dramatic, mix of fear and triumph]
(Oooooooh)
(Oooooooh)
(Oooooooh)
I will win, (Not by armor!)
I will win, (Not by might!)
Not by armor, not by might,
But by Your name I’ll win this fight!