Martyr's Song

A Poem By Caleb // 2/24/2020

Fading away and far from view
So many friends and things I knew:
Whom have I on earth or heaven but you?

The word you spoke I now find true,
If they have hated me, they will hate you.
Blind in their rage they know not what they do
Nor hear the voice that calls me to

Come away,
Away up yonder come
Up away,
Away up yonder come --
Jesus calls his beloved to Him
Up away,
Away up yonder home.

Over the smoke and the sound of the fight
God will provide you a place
Under the altar and a robe of white
The covering of his grace.

There you will be as the dove at rest
Flown far from the city of men;
There in the olive she builds her nest
Never to fear again.

So come away,
Away up yonder come
Up away,
Away up yonder come --
Jesus calls his beloved to Him
Up away,
Away up yonder home.

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