The Martyr Church

Verse 1

Thou, Lord, hast forsaken, to shame brought our boasts; No more to the field dost Thou go with out hosts; Thou turnest us back from the foe in dismay, And spoilers who hate us have made us their prey.

Verse 2

Like sheep to the slaughter Thy people are given, Dispersed through the nations afar we are driven; Thou sellest Thy people to strangers for naught, Their price to Thy treasure no increase has brought.

Verse 3

Thou makest our neighbors reproach us in pride, And those that are near us to scoff and deride; A byword the nations have made of our name, With scorn and derision they put us to shame.

Verse 4

Yea, all the day long I behold my disgrace, And covered am I with confusion of face; The voice of blasphemers and scoffers I hear, The foe and avenger against me appear.

Verse 5

All this have we suffered,and never forgot To serve Thee, Jehovah, nor falsely have wrought; Our heart is not turned and our steps have not strayed, Though crushed amid ruins and under death's shade.