And as I lay me down one evening

I thought of Jesus on the hill

And how for men He was weeping

When it was Him they were going to kill

And I know it would have saved them

Had they only just allowed

None are stronger than the humble

And few are weaker than the proud

And then my thoughts, they turned to David

And how he watched his father's flocks

How the music that he was playing

Could calm the demons in a mighty man's heart

And when the prophet came round looking for a king

He sought young David out

'Cause none are stronger than the humble

And few are weaker than the proud

And I know that you know about Moses

And how he left the Pharoah's courts

When he saw the injustice

Done to the people, the people of the Lord

And though his fears drove him to hiding

The Lord his heart with courage soon endowed

'Cause none are stronger than the humble

And few are weaker than the proud

And none are stronger than the humble

And few are weaker than the proud