I'm in the backseat and I'm looking out the window
Do you think that Moses thought he was a hero?
Or if he trembled at the thought
Of every soul his hand had brought
From Pharaoh's hand to a land where milk and honey flow?
And I'm headed for the hills of Carolina
Can I follow on the heels of Jeremiah?
'Cause he was just a kid
Could have cried and called it quits
But bravery broke through his self-denial
Oh, you and I both know that we're just like them
Fearful of all we don't understand
But maybe God works through the least of these
For His strength is in the weak
♪
Maybe you have meet my old friend, Gideon
He was no strong and mighty warrior, he was just a man
He was called from the weakest clan
To lead them out from Midian
But I wonder if he second guest his game plan
Oh, you and I both know that we're just like them
Fearful of all we don't understand
But maybe God works through the least of these
For His strength is in the weak
♪
I can picture old Saint Peter when the sun rose
How his heart broke with the silence when the cock crowed
And I wonder if his weeping
Was proclaiming God's sure keeping
Of the promise that His kindness breaks the shadow
Oh, you and I both know that we're just like them
Fearful of all we don't understand
But maybe God works through the least of these
For His strength is in the weak
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah