There were three 

Before the king 

There were three who wouldn't bow to him 

For when you heard 

The music play 

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 

Your desire 

We give up! We give up! We give up! 

Oh king won't you burn us in the furnace of 

Your desire! 

Won't you throw us in the fire! 



The king enraged 

At what they said 

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 

You're the God of old 

You have made us 

Come and save us 

We are Yours 

But even if You don't, we will burn!