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Text: | "Christian Martyrs" |
Translator: | John M. Neale |
1 Let the church new anthems raise;
Wake the song of gladness;
God himself to joy and praise
Turns the martyrs' sadness:
Bright the day that won their crown,
Opened heaven's bright portal,
As they laid the mortal down
To put on the immortal.
2 Never flinched they from the flame,
From the torture never;
Vain the foeman's sharpest aim,
Satan's best endeavor:
For by faith they saw the land
Decked in all its glory,
Where triumphant now they stand
With the victor's story.
3 Up and follow, Christian men!
Press through toil and sorrow;
Spurn the night of fear, and then,
Oh, the glorious morrow!
Who will venture on the strife?
Blest who first begin it;
Who will grasp the Land of Life?
Warriors, up and win it!
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Let the church new anthems raise |
Title: | "Christian Martyrs" |
Translator: | John M. Neale |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1888 |
Topic: | Christians: Encouragements; Courage |
Notes: | P. M. |