Pride of Man
Turn around
Go back down
Back the way you came
Can't you see that flash of fire
Ten times brighter than the day
And behold the mighty city
Broken in the dust again
Oh, God the pride of man
Broken in the dust again
Turn around
Go back down
Back the way you came
Babylon is laid to waste
Egypt's buried in her shame
The mighty men are beaten down
Their kings are fallen in the ways
Oh, God the pride of man
Broken in the dust again
Turn around
Go back down
Back the way you came
Terror is on every side
And Lord, our leaders are dismayed
All those who put their faith in fire
In fire their fate shall be repayed
Oh, God the pride of man
Broken in the dust again
Turn around
Go back down
Back the way you came
And shout a warning to the nations
That the sword of God is raised
On Babylon that mighty city
Rich in treasure, wide in fame
It shall cause our tower to fall
And make it be a pyre of flame
Oh, God the pride of man
Broken in the dust again
All thou that dwell on many waters
Rich in treasure, wide in fame
Bow unto a God of gold
Thy pride of might shall be a shame
Oh, God the pride of man
Broken in the dust again
And only God can lead the people
Back unto the Earth again
Thy holy mountain be restored
Have mercy on thy people Lord
Go back down
Back the way you came
Can't you see that flash of fire
Ten times brighter than the day
And behold the mighty city
Broken in the dust again
Oh, God the pride of man
Broken in the dust again
Turn around
Go back down
Back the way you came
Babylon is laid to waste
Egypt's buried in her shame
The mighty men are beaten down
Their kings are fallen in the ways
Oh, God the pride of man
Broken in the dust again
Turn around
Go back down
Back the way you came
Terror is on every side
And Lord, our leaders are dismayed
All those who put their faith in fire
In fire their fate shall be repayed
Oh, God the pride of man
Broken in the dust again
Turn around
Go back down
Back the way you came
And shout a warning to the nations
That the sword of God is raised
On Babylon that mighty city
Rich in treasure, wide in fame
It shall cause our tower to fall
And make it be a pyre of flame
Oh, God the pride of man
Broken in the dust again
All thou that dwell on many waters
Rich in treasure, wide in fame
Bow unto a God of gold
Thy pride of might shall be a shame
Oh, God the pride of man
Broken in the dust again
And only God can lead the people
Back unto the Earth again
Thy holy mountain be restored
Have mercy on thy people Lord
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Writer(s): Hamilton Camp
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