Fleeing Giants (being the second in a cycle)

It was never supposed to be this way
But still, we find ourselves wandering the desert sand
Still we follow pillars by night and by day
Still we wait to enter the Promised Land

But we fled from the giants before us
We trusted not in Yahweh’s Word
Then His power ignored us
When we tried to take up our own sword

And now the reward for our slander
Is to march through the dust and the grime
For forty years we must wander
Fleeing giants the entire time