428. The Martyrs’ Ashes

Flung to the heedless winds,
Or on the waters cast,
Their ashes shall be watched,
And gathered at the last;
And from that scattered dust,
Around us and abroad,
Shall spring a plenteous seed
Of witnesses for God.

The Father hath received
Their latest living breath;
Yet vain is Satan’s boast
Of victory in their death;
Still, still, though dead, they speak,
And, trumpet-tongued, proclaim
To many a wakening land
The one prevailing name.

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First Line: Flung to the heedless winds
Title: The Martyrs’ Ashes
Author: Luther
Meter: 6s. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1866
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