Anikim

December 5, 2025

Tall as the cedar, strong as the storm 

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Earth's ancient cultures, from the Bible to the Greeks to the Romans, tell tales of giants. Reports of anthropological digs, even in the American West and on Catalina Island, share stories (even newspaper articles) of discoveries of giant skeletons. Myth (or is it?) has it that the Smithsonian would swoop in, collect the bones in the name of science, only to disappear with them ... never to be seen again.


Truth? Rumor? Mythology? Well, the Bible and other historical documents refer to giants as does virtually every other culture around the world. So, you decide.

Anakim


[instrumental intro]


[Verse 1] 

In the days when the heavens came low 

Sons of Elohim walked to and fro 

Daughters of men bore children of might 

Nephilim rose in the antediluvian night 



[Chorus] 

Anakim, Anakim 

Tall as the cedar, strong as the storm 

Rephaim walking where angels were born 

From Arba’s valley to Gath by the sea 

The earth still tremble when they speak of thee 

Anakim… Anakim… 


[Verse 2] 

Og of Bashan on his iron bed 

Thirteen cubits from foot to head 

Goliath laughed at a shepherd boy’s stone 

Till the sling sang out and the giant was thrown 


[Chorus] 

Anakim, Anakim 

Shadows on Hebron, dust on the plain 

Echoes of thunder in every refrain 

We were grasshoppers, so the spies cried 

Yet a little faith made the giants subside 

Anakim… Anakim… 



[instrumental interlude]


[Bridge – female choir, slow & haunting] 

Oy, gibborim, where have you gone? 

Your bones are silent, your cities withdrawn 

The wind through En Gedi whispers your name 

But the desert keeps secrets and covers your shame 


[Verse 3] 

They dug in the mounds of the western shore 

Found only mastodon, nothing more 

Photoshop giants in newspapers tall 

Fell to the truth when the pixels dissolved 


[Final Chorus – full choir, triumphant] 

Anakim, Anakim 

Some were legend, some were seed of the proud 

Some were nine feet when the measuring bowed 

Yet the promise stood taller than any of you 

For the kingdom belongs to the small and the few 

Anakim… Anakim… 

Your shadow is broken, your story is through 


[Outro – soft ney & fading oud] 

Nephilim… Rephaim… 

Anakim… 

The earth is the Lord’s and all that is in it 

Even the giants must bow in the end 


[instrumental outro]



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