In a place far from here, where worship is costly
Sits a mother, father, and their three little ones
As they kneel with hands raised up, lifting up their prayers,
The soldiers with guns come in and take them away.
Off to a tiny room, the daddy is taken,
strengthened by the Lord as he tells them of a Savior who saves
Hours and Hours go by, now badly beaten, this man of God sings out
As he draws his last breath
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Blessed are those, the blood of the martyrs, our brothers and sisters in the faith
Can you hear, the song of the martyrs, sweet and beautiful are they
Next the mother’s called in, her children follow,
as they see the body and blood on the floor
As they pray for what to share, they’re beaten and cursed at
But Christ’s love is stronger as they share the good news
With tears flowing down from their eyes, and love for their captors
They tell of the one who loves them, and died for their sins
The soldiers mock each one, refusing to listen, and then they all sing out
As they draw their last breath
Chorus
Bridge:
Holy, holy to the Lamb
who was slain for our sins
Worthy, worthy is our Lord
the name that’s above all names
Holy, holy is our Lord
to You we give all our praise
Worthy, worthy is our Lord
For us to die is gain as we lift up Jesus name
Hear us singing(2x)
Chorus
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