When all were enjoined by decree
Before the great image to fall
The tyrant expected to see
His mandate complied with by all.
Whatever their master ordained
Was done by the flexible crowd;
By fear of his anger constrained
Before the great image they bowed.
But some there were found who refused
To prostrate themselves at his word;
They would not obey him
unused
T’adore any god but the Lord.
In vain did the tyrant proclaim
His purpose to make them comply;
In vain did he point out the flame
And bid them obey him or die.
The champions with confidence said
Let others
O king
dread thine arm;
In vain are thy terrors displayed
To us they convey no alarm.
Our God
whom we worship
is nigh
To save us
from thine hand;
But know
we choose rather to die
Than yield to thy impious command.
’Tis thus that the saints must obey
Their work must be thoroughly done;
Though death should appear on the way
Their duty is still to go on.
The Lord will approve at the last
Those only who thus persevere;
And such
when the conflict is past
Before Him with joy shall appear.
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