Men of Honor

Broken, unworthy, enslaved, and undone

Perfect and holy, You made us sons

If Your holiness is like a burning fire

Then burn us up alive

Past recognition of our past condition

Let fire purify

You said today's our chance to make our hopes, mistakes, and dreams past tense

And in a sense we'll be moving in and burning down the fence

You're worthy of all that we are and You've called for so nothing less

Rebirth of self, Rebirth of purpose, Honor through obedience

I will carry this tune to my grave with honor

All the notes have been cast in stone

I will sing of Your love today and forever

For my hope lies in You alone

So sanctify the means and glorify the end

Let Your Word renew our minds

Give us sober spirits and humble hearts

And burn us up alive

Broken, Unworthy, Let fire purify

Perfect, Holy, Burn us up Alive

We're Men of Honor

Chosen to serve Him