Numbers don't exist in the world to come  We find ourselves looking into empty mirrors  He looks with saddened eyes upon His children  Remove the scales from our eyes  Your machinery holds no power  In this battle of darkness and gore  Only with the Spirit of God am I indestructible  What a transformation, what a transformation    True strength lies in the heart of my Father  Oh Lord that one man may destroy an army  True strength is beautiful  Like Samson and the Philistines:    "With the jawbone of an ass  I piled them in a heap  With the jawbone of an ass  I have slain a thousand men"