Let not faith grow frailer in growing more old,
But fervent – fermenting like finely-aged wine.
Let pressure of prison and pain make us bold.
The fire of trials makes gold more refined.
Remember the saints who have suffered before,
Those slaughtered and sawed through and set on by beasts.
Courageously they kept the call of the Lord,
And God turned to glory each one of their griefs.
Pursue then the promise of God certainly;
Your faith is the substance of what we received.
And Christ will come quickly, crowned with victory,
To bring back His bride who through all still believes.
To the tune Mo Ghile Mear
Know that your redeemer lives,
See your sufferings as His boon,
He will intercede for His,
And in the flesh you’ll see him soon.
Brothers see what God has done:
Though we are worms yet He has loved,
He gave for us His only son,
And He made us fellow heirs of grace.
See the world the Lord has made,
His majesty throughout displayed,
His power still not there contained,
But it is a shadow of his face.
Though He smite me, I’ll obey,
With blessings when he takes away,
To better love Him day by day,
Even all His dealings I’ll embrace.
God may send down pain to you,
A call for your love to renew,
If you come not, then he’ll pursue,
And his love will never cease His chase.
See He slays the fleeing snake,
The ancient dragon he now breaks,
Leviathan in terror quakes,
And He even shakes death from its place!
This great earth – this hollow mold,
Will soon fall off, and you’ll behold,
God’s person in the flesh you’ll hold
In His marriage-consummated grace.
What has the Father done,
In punishing His son?
What wrath has He imposed,
To treat Him as His foe?
To such a torture sent,
His body bruised and bent,
In naked shame displayed,
To suffocate in pain,
While dogs and vultures swarm,
To desecrate His form.
Is this the price of sin?
The Son of God condemned.
You secret-keepers see,
The cost then to redeem.
Behold your Savior’s pain,
Why shrink, then, from His name?
Will you not yet confess,
This King of Righteousness,
Before the courts of man?
Or else would you be damned?
What mercy God has shown,
Redeeming us – His foes.
The risen Christ revealed,
His horrid wounds now sealed.
We’re summoned to His throne,
He calls us all His own!