David the Messenger

David, son of Jesse, had a message to repeat
Gathered up some loaves of bread, someone to tend his sheep.
"Find your brothers, check their health, but do not linger long.
There can still be hope for us if nothing else goes wrong."

Rising at the crack of dawn, he brought the bread and cheese.
He found the company in prayer, bended on their knees.
The fiend, as daily, still assaulted all of them with threats.
They couldn't muster, to a man, and sat in their cold sweat.

Who will meet him, in this battle, who will save the day?
But the soldiers, feigning bravery, only showed dismay.
"Who will gain, that once defeated, he lies down in death?
Whom among you will now face him, taking his last breath?"

No one dared to answer swiftly, no one took the call
No one dared to show their faces, no one, none at all
Even with the king's reward, his daughter for a bride
No one dared to step up swiftly, to take on a free ride

David's brother then berated David standing there
"You do not belong in this camp, you don't even care.
All you're here for is to dawdle, watching for the fight
Go and tend your silly sheep and leave here for the night."

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