Captives

 All through time His are held 

We’re held and He hears us 

He is fervent for His Servant

Not despise, endears us 

Captives, on the train 

He drags us into heaven 

Captives, on the train 

It’s late, it’s time, eleven 

We’re waiting in our robes of white 

Till all the saints are martyred 

We’re on the train, it stops again 

Jesus’ life been bartered 

Captives, on the train 

He drags us into heaven 

Captives, on the train 

It’s late, it’s time, eleven 

Captives, on the train 

He drags us into heaven 

Captives, on the train 

It’s late, it’s time, eleven.

Psalms 69:33

The LORD hears the needy

and does not despise his captive people.

Revelation 6:11

Then each of them was given a white robe, and they were told to wait a little longer, until the full number of their fellow servants, their brothers and sisters, were killed just as they had been.