there were three who wouldn't bow to him
and you were standing you would burn
they looked at him and said. burn us up! burn us up! burn us up!
oh king won't you burn us in the furnace of
we give up! we give up! we give up!
oh king won't you burn us in the furnace of
won't you throw us in the fire!
sent the three away to find their death
the palace stopped in unbelief
when the guilty raised their hands to sing
they looked at him and said. you are able to deliver from the fire of affliction
it's the declaration of my lord
you're not an image of gold