Hymns of praise and devotion were whispered for fear
That a faint sound or motion might reach the wrong ear.

Words, and then verses, whole chapters they learned.
Committed to memory, lest they be burned.

Whole families were taken by darkness of night.
Leaving multitudes shaken, aware of their plight.

They tortured and slew the men as they prayed.
Women and children knew, too, the price to be paid.

Their crime was none other but their love of God.
Their refusal to smother his chastening rod.

They loved the Lord Jesus regardless the cost.
For they knew that without Him their souls were all lost.

-by Kim