1 Once, Gideon at God’s command
Took from his army great and grand
A chosen few, a little band
Of just three hundred;
The rank and file, to their dismay,
Were then discharged and sent away,
But with the few he won the day,
With those three hundred.
Refrain:
The brave three hundred,
The Lord’s three hundred;
O help us, Lord, to numbered be
With Thy three hundred.
2 Today we see church buildings stand
In every city of our land,
But in each fight God has a band,
His own three hundred;
Thro’ rain or shine, thro’ dark or light,
These soldiers stand up for the right,
And always win, tho’ fierce the fight,
God’s own three hundred. [Refrain]
3 Oh, help us, Lord, to watch and pray,
That we at last may hear Thee say,
"Well done, ye nobly won the day,
My own three hundred";
Then, when there are no foes to fight,
In that blest land where comes no night,
O may we walk with Thee in white,
Thy saved three hundred. [Refrain]
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #12651
Johnson Oatman, Jr., son of Johnson and Rachel Ann Oatman, was born near Medford, N. J., April 21, 1856. His father was an excellent singer, and it always delighted the son to sit by his side and hear him sing the songs of the church.
Outside of the usual time spent in the public schools, Mr. Oatman received his education at Herbert's Academy, Princetown, N. J., and the New Jersey Collegiate Institute, Bordentown, N. J. At the age of nineteen he joined the M.E. Church, and a few years later he was granted a license to preach the Gospel, and still later he was regularly ordained by Bishop Merrill. However, Mr. Oatman only serves as a local preacher.
For many years he was engaged with his father in the mercantile business at Lumberton… Go to person page >
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