Songtexte The Faithful - Steve Green
                                                In 
                                                dark, 
                                                filthy 
                                                places, 
                                                forsaken, 
                                                forgotten
 
                                    
                                
                                                Our 
                                                brothers 
                                                and 
                                                sisters 
                                                are 
                                                paying 
                                                    a 
                                                price
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                will 
                                                not 
                                                deny 
                                                Him 
                                                to 
                                                purchase 
                                                their 
                                                freedom
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                these 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                faithful, 
                                                the 
                                                martyrs 
                                                for 
                                                Christ.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Twisted 
                                                and 
                                                broken, 
                                                abandoned 
                                                and 
                                                beaten
 
                                    
                                
                                                Their 
                                                bodies 
                                                confined 
                                                an 
                                                unseen 
                                                sacrifice
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                deep 
                                                in 
                                                their 
                                                spirits, 
                                                they 
                                                know 
                                                perfect 
                                                freedom
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                they 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                ones 
                                                who′ve 
                                                been 
                                                set 
                                                free 
                                                by 
                                                Christ
 
                                    
                                
                                                CHORUS
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                under 
                                                the 
                                                altar 
                                                the 
                                                voices 
                                                are 
                                                crying,
 
                                    
                                
                                                "How 
                                                long 
                                                Lord, 
                                                till 
                                                you 
                                                come 
                                                judge 
                                                the 
                                                earth?"
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                He'll 
                                                wrap 
                                                and 
                                                redeem 
                                                them 
                                                in 
                                                robes 
                                                of 
                                                pure 
                                                white
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                the 
                                                blood 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                martyrs 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                seed 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                church.
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                the 
                                                blood 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                martyrs 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                seed 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                church.
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                deafening 
                                                silence--their 
                                                faithful 
                                                refusal
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                doubt 
                                                or 
                                                deny 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                presence 
                                                of 
                                                men
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                live 
                                                by 
                                                His 
                                                promise 
                                                beofre 
                                                His 
                                                own 
                                                Father
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                in 
                                                His 
                                                Kingdom, 
                                                He′ll 
                                                not 
                                                deny 
                                                them
 
                                    
                                
                                                CHORUS
 
                                    
                                
                                                Bridge:
 
                                    
                                
                                                "How 
                                                long 
                                                Lord?
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                long 
                                                till 
                                                You 
                                                come 
                                                again 
                                                to 
                                                take 
                                                us 
                                                home?"
 
                                    
                                
                                                CHORUS
 
                                    
                                
                                                Words 
                                                and 
                                                music 
                                                by 
                                                Michael 
                                                Card 
                                                and 
                                                Phil 
                                                Naish
 
                                    
                                
                                                Copyright 
                                                1998
 
                                    
                                
                                                Mole 
                                                End 
                                                Music
 
                                    
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