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"