The Martyr

There are many great lands,
Where worshiping God,
 Is a mans choice.
Then there are lands,
Where God has no voice.

Through pagans and politics,
God's message has been stilled.
And all who teach of His Son,
Are tortured and killed.

From the time of Stephen,
To present day.
Many are still martyred,
For to whom, they pray.

Death by torture,
If you teach God's Word.
Many have died,
But more have heard!

When one martyr dies,
They become like a seed,
 To the earth.
Their fruit may be gone.
But they died to give birth.

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