77. ON MARTYRS.(notes)There's no man great like him, who dares to die;Die for the truth, reveal'd from God's own throne.Weak is the soul of man, when left alone,Unaided by the Spirit from on high;But when the God of grace and pow'r is nigh,Weakness is strength and at the stake, alone,Taunted by madden'd foes, yet not a groan,When kindling flames wrap him in agony,Breaks from the lips of martyr, as he died.John Huss, and Jerome, and a noble hostA vict'ry gain'd.—Not in the hero's pride,But in such men,—of God sustain'd,—we boast.Ye Bigots! When the martyrs take their crown,Shall ye not meet with God's terrific frown?
77. ON MARTYRS.(notes)
There's no man great like him, who dares to die;Die for the truth, reveal'd from God's own throne.Weak is the soul of man, when left alone,Unaided by the Spirit from on high;But when the God of grace and pow'r is nigh,Weakness is strength and at the stake, alone,Taunted by madden'd foes, yet not a groan,When kindling flames wrap him in agony,Breaks from the lips of martyr, as he died.John Huss, and Jerome, and a noble hostA vict'ry gain'd.—Not in the hero's pride,But in such men,—of God sustain'd,—we boast.Ye Bigots! When the martyrs take their crown,Shall ye not meet with God's terrific frown?
There's no man great like him, who dares to die;
Die for the truth, reveal'd from God's own throne.
Weak is the soul of man, when left alone,
Unaided by the Spirit from on high;
But when the God of grace and pow'r is nigh,
Weakness is strength and at the stake, alone,
Taunted by madden'd foes, yet not a groan,
When kindling flames wrap him in agony,
Breaks from the lips of martyr, as he died.
John Huss, and Jerome, and a noble host
A vict'ry gain'd.—Not in the hero's pride,
But in such men,—of God sustain'd,—we boast.
Ye Bigots! When the martyrs take their crown,
Shall ye not meet with God's terrific frown?