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The First Man in the Fire
Shadrach was in the underground
and of that basement world.
The Pharoah had consigned him,
and so the truth was proved in whim.
The fourth man came and saved all three.
His name and word were like his deed,
a ghost of holiness, of truth that's proved in sin.
But I'm the first man, pale and thin.
Shadrach. Abednego. Meshach.
The first, second, and third. The rack
and Mobius, and flesh, and human sin.
Looking out from flaming tin.
The Pharoah far above and looking in,
and wondering why some men sin.
The Fourth Man far below and looking up,
and wondering why some men sin.
and of that basement world.
The Pharoah had consigned him,
and so the truth was proved in whim.
The fourth man came and saved all three.
His name and word were like his deed,
a ghost of holiness, of truth that's proved in sin.
But I'm the first man, pale and thin.
Shadrach. Abednego. Meshach.
The first, second, and third. The rack
and Mobius, and flesh, and human sin.
Looking out from flaming tin.
The Pharoah far above and looking in,
and wondering why some men sin.
The Fourth Man far below and looking up,
and wondering why some men sin.
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