Once upon a time, in churches of old The Velcro age had yet to unfold Flannel was king and Sunday School knew How to make those Bible heroes, stick like glue How to make 'em stick with you Flannel graph lions, mounted and mean The Prophet Daniel in between Head toward heaven, sturdy and true A man of God who did not fear the gods of men He didn't fear the lion's den Every age at every stage Lions rage Pray, stand your ground They'll lie down Dumb struck, I was shaken and stirred He wouldn't kowtow, he kept God's word Teacher said, "Son, this could be you If you put your trust in God and not the praise of men You won't fear the lion's den" And if we play by lion's rules We start lionizing fools God wrote the book, He'll fortify And like the eagles we will fly We're gonna fly Late one night in a fever dream The Prophet Daniel came to me "Sir," I said, "I've lost my nerve I lip serve God and put my faith in Godless men I fear the lion's den" Then he said, "Who says I'm not a feline-phobe? Who says I wasn't ready to wet my robe? Faith is tough, boy, but God gives grace So take deep breath, head up, set your face like flint And stop being a wimp"