Bulletproof

November 16, 2025

No lead could touch him, no wound could he bear

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Bulletproof


(Verse 1 - Soloist)

Oh, in the fields of war, where bullets fly so free,

Young George Washington stood tall, as brave as he could be.

In the French and Indian fray, at Monongahela's side,

Horses fell beneath him, but he rode on with pride.


(Choir - Call and Response)

Bullets tore his coat, (tore his coat!)

Whistlin' through the air, (through the air!)

But not a scratch upon him, (not a scratch!)

Lord's hand was surely there! (Surely there!)


(Chorus - Full Choir)

Hallelujah, what a miracle! George didn't fall!

Through the smoke and the thunder, he answered the call.

No led could touch him, no wound could he bear,

Divine protection, in the heat of despair.

Oh, praise the Lord for savin' that man,

George Washington, leader of this land!


(Verse 2 - Soloist)

Crossin' the Delaware on that icy Christmas night,

Cannons roar and soldiers fight, under the pale moonlight.

At Princeton and at Yorktown, where freedom's bell did ring,

He charged into the battle, but harm couldn't touch the king.


(Choir - Call and Response)

Enemies aimed their fire, (aimed their fire!)

But missed him every time, (every time!)

Like angels guardin' over, (guardin' over!)

In that revolutionary rhyme! (Revolutionary rhyme!)


(Chorus - Full Choir)

Hallelujah, what a miracle! George didn't fall!

Through the smoke and the thunder, he answered the call.

No lead could touch him, no wound could he bear,

Divine protection, in the heat of despair.

Oh, praise the Lord for savin' that man,

George Washington, leader of this land!


(Bridge - Soloist with Choir Harmony)

They say he felt the spirit, whisperin' in his ear,

"Stand strong, my son, there's nothin' here to fear."

From valley low to mountain high, his faith it never broke,

A miracle in motion, under heaven's cloak.


(Final Chorus - Full Choir, Building to Crescendo)

Hallelujah, what a miracle! (Miracle!) George didn't fall! (Didn't fall!)

Through the smoke and the thunder, (Thunder!) he answered the call. (Answered the call!)

No lead could touch him, (No lead!) no wound could he bear, (No wound!)

Divine protection, (Protection!) in the heat of despair. (Despair!)

Oh, praise the Lord (Praise the Lord!) for savin' that man, (Savin' that man!)

George Washington, (Washington!) leader of this land! (This land!)


(Outro - Choir Fading)

Amen, amen... Miracle man... Washington's stand... Amen.



https://www.americanheritage.com/miraculous-care-providence


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