Four Not Three in the Fire

Four not three in the fire

In a far away place, men of a different race

Gathered together to respect their king.

Decreed by He, to love and adore

And fall and worship their lord.

Three men, from a different tribe

Faced an impossible choice—

To worship a man undeserving of praise,

Or be cast into a furnace of flames.

Unwilling to bow their head to an idol

They abandoned their hope in earthly guile.

Choosing the pain – instead of the shame

They willingly went into the fire.

And the Flames burned through their bondage,

Delivering them from their captors

And appearing in the midst such a strange sight to see

There were four, not three in the fire

Who could it be that was with them?

"How were they alive?" thought Neb,

The fire has no affect on their bodies

The fourth one must have saved them!

"Praise be the God of these three men,

How mighty are His wonders!

His kingdom will last an eternity

And he’ll reign forever victoriously.

Now we go through various trials

Not that were threatened to be thrown in a fire

But to serve the Lord, or to fall away

Which one of these will you choose today?

By Greg Butz

Summer of 2008.

I wrote this poem just shortly before going back home last summer. I intended for it to be made into a song, but instead decided to publish it here in its poem format. I hope you enjoy it. (It's the story of Daniel's three friends by the way