Text: | Flung to the Heedless Winds |
Author: | M. Luther, 1483-1546 |
Translator: | J. A. Messenger |
1 Flung to the heedless winds
Or on the waters cast,
The martyrs' ashes, watched,
Shall gathered be at last.
And from that scattered dust,
Around us and abroad,
Shall spring a plenteous seed
Of witnesses for God.
2 The Father hath received
Their latest living breath,
And vain is Satan's boast
Of vict'ry in their death.
Still, still, though dead, they speak,
And, trumpet-tongued, proclaim
To many a wak'ning land
The one availing name.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Flung to the heedless winds |
Title: | Flung to the Heedless Winds |
German Title: | Ein neues Lied wir heben an |
Author: | M. Luther, 1483-1546 |
Translator: | J. A. Messenger (1843) |
Meter: | 87 87 66 667 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1996 |
Topic: | Saints and Martyrs |
Notes: | Hymn text, suggested tune YIGDAL |