Flowers Of Martyrdom, All Hail! Lyrics

1. Flowers of martyrdom, all hail!
Smitten by the tyrant foe
On life's threshold - as the gale
Strews the roses ere they blow.

2. First to bleed for Christ, sweet lambs!
What a simple death ye died!
Sporting with your wreath and palms
At the very altar-side!

3. Honor, glory, virtue, merit,
Be to Thee, O Virgin's Son,
With the Father, and the Spirit
While eternal ages run. - Amen.