The Martyr’s Heart

True to Thee
I want to be,
But, alas,
Sin holds me fast.

Haughty pride of life,
Fear and strife,
Conspire and dismay.
To ruthless havoc play.

Yet, sanctity
Is enmity.
In waters Life-giving You impart
To a sinner a martyr’s heart.

Copyright 2016 Joann Nelander