Just five smooth stones from the brook <br />Was what he chose and took. <br />‘Whirr’ and ‘whing’ <br />Went the shepherd’s sling, <br /> <br />And the stone flew in a straight path <br />Into the forehead of Goliath of Gath. <br />Like a cedar struck by lightning <br />The giant fell with sounds, heavy and frightening. <br /> <br />Then with the champion’s own sword, <br />In the mighty Name of the Lord <br />Of Hosts, he severed his head; <br />And, seeing their hero smitten, the Philistines fled. <br /> <br />Oh, it was a great victory in Elah; what slaughter! <br />All because of a pebble picked up from the water! <br />(These are no promises picked up from the Book.) <br />Those five stones, buried in the brook, <br /> <br />Like the arrows hidden in God’s quiver, <br />(They were stones baptized in the river.) <br />That day, in a stripling’s skilful hand, <br />Fulfilled God’s unique command! <br /> <br />Five smooth stones from the stream <br />Speak of his faith (and God’s grace) . It seems <br />David was prepared for Goliath’s brethren <br />Like Caleb of old who had delivered Hebron.<br /><br />Tom Prato<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/david-and-goliath/
