Standing alone in the midst of a nation of idolatry,
we refuse to kneel before the men who claim lordship over everything.
For we know the King of Kings and how He's hated here.
But we will bow before Him!
With every breath proclaiming the name of the Lord.
And for this, we are cast into a furnace, this is not the end,
for the fire does not consume us.
And behold! A new man approaches.
Smoke comes from his nostrils and he speaks with Holy fire.
His name is Jesus.
And all the earth begins to quake as the furnace gates are opened.
Because Jesus is the King of Kings.
We will praise His name among the nations. We will praise His name!
O' hallelujah! We stand on Holy ground.