Upon the plain where Amalek came, Israel stood in battle’s flame. Joshua’s sword, the clash, the cry, yet heaven’s strength was drawn on high. Moses climbed the rocky height, staff in hand, upheld in fight. When his arms reached toward the skies, Israel’s hope began to rise. But weary flesh will bend and fall, so brothers came to heed the call. Aaron, Hur, on either side, held up his hands, their faith allied. The sun stood still till day was done, The Lord declared the victory won. “Write this down, let all recall, My banner flies above it all.” Jehovah Nissi, name proclaimed, The Lord our banner, ever famed. Through lifted hands, through steadfast prayer, God’s covenant power is always there.