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!