Continuing the story of "40 Days: The Terror of Goliath"

I'm Goliath, here's the plan. Why an army against one man? You are Saul's, declare the one Bring him here, or turn and run.

Fight me, kill me, we'll be slaves Lose and no one will be saved I cannot see a champion there Who will you pick to meet my glare?

I see you shiver in your tracks I see it's courage that you lack You're nothing but a losing force Inaction will be your great remorse

Is there not one among you still Who could come down from your little hill? And fight with me, though you will die To take up now the battle cry?

A horde of cowards, all I see I soon expect you all to flee You cannot face this champion I now declare, I've already won