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
