Martyr's Song

No compromise will I entertain
For I am not ashamed
To be called a child of God
Of this world I am not

The die's been cast, the time is here
To face this world without fear
The choice is made, I'm His alone
And this world is not my home

I will not look back, will not slow down
Will not be still for you
I will not let up, back away,
No matter what they do

My past is redeemed, my present sense of faith
My future is secure
Because of His grace, oh what grace
Oh what grace

I'm finished with what this world gives
Sight walking, low living,
Smooth knees and colourless dreams
Tamed visions, worldly talking,
Cheap giving and dwarf means

He will recognise me when He comes
For I will be waiting for the Son
My mission is clear, for my Jesus is near
I will not shut up, I will not let up, I will not give up
Until they know you're here

He will recognise me when He comes
For I will be waiting for the Son
My mission is clear, for my Jesus is near
I will not shut up, I will not let up, I will not give up
Until they know you're here

My past is redeemed, my present sense of faith
My future is secure
Because of His grace, oh what grace
Oh what grace

Oh what grace
Oh what grace
Oh what grace
Oh what grace
Oh what grace
Oh what grace
Oh what grace
Oh what grace
Oh what grace
Oh what grace
Oh what grace

I will not look back
I will not look back



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Connell
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