The Faithful - Steve Green

In dark, filthy places, forsaken, forgotten

Our brothers and sisters are paying a price

They will not deny Him to purchase their freedom

For these are the faithful, the martyrs for Christ

Twisted and broken, abandoned and beaten

Their bodies confined an unseen sacrifice

But deep in their spirits, they know perfect freedom

For they are the ones who’ve been set free by Christ

From under the altar the voices are crying

«How long Lord, till you come judge the earth?»

But He’ll wrap and redeem them in robes of pure white

For the blood of the martyrs is the seed of the church

For the blood of the martyrs is the seed of the church

The deafening silence--their faithful refusal

To doubt or deny in the presence of men

They live by His promise beofre His own Father

That in His Kingdom, He’ll not deny them

Bridge:

«How long Lord?

How long till You come again to take us home?»

Words and music by Michael Card and Phil Naish

Copyright 1998

Mole End Music