We are His people, the Servants of the flame,
We are His body, praising His dear name.

Living every day, with our Lord so near,
Staying close beside Him that we love so dear.

Living in the shadow of His mighty arm,
Fearing not this world 'cause we're safe from harm.

We may not have much silver, or any gold,
But we do have so many riches untold.

We are the sheep that belongs to His fold,
And His holy power does make us bold.

So sing praises to, the Precious Lamb,
And bring honor and glory to His name.

For we are the people of that holy flame,
We are the people of the great IAM!