⁹During that night the Lord spoke to Gideon. He said, “Get up. Go down against the camp. I am going to hand it over to you. ¹⁰But what if you are afraid to attack? Then go down to the camp with your servant Purah. ¹¹Listen to what they are saying. After that, you will not be afraid to attack the camp.”

So Gideon and his servant Purah went down to the edge of the camp. ¹²The Midianites had settled in the valley. So had the Amalekites and all of the other tribes from the east. There were so many of them that they looked like huge numbers of locusts. Like the grains of sand on the seashore, their camels couldn’t be counted.

¹³Gideon arrived just as a man was telling a friend about his dream. “I had a dream,” he was saying. “A round loaf of barley bread came rolling into the camp of Midian. It hit a tent with great force. The tent turned over and fell down flat.”

¹⁴His friend replied, “That can only be the sword of Gideon, the son of Joash. Gideon is from Israel. God has handed the Midianites over to him. He has given him the whole camp.”

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