Friends,


“Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints” (Psalm 116:15).


We have a full collection of martyr songs ready to record and we want to invite you to be a Fellow Worker in the truth with us in this recording process. May the body be edified by the God-fearing faith of the martyrs!


One of my desires with this project is that it would serve as a “call for the endurance and faith of the saints” (Rev 13:10b).


As I read the testimonies of our brothers and sisters who hold fast to God and His Son Jesus Christ, even though their very life is threatened, the Lord greatly encourages me through their faithful, steadfast witness to be unashamed of, even to rejoice in, the Gospel to the very end. There is such great reward for the faithful.


Listen to what Romanus says as his face has just been completely plucked and scotched with the blade for confessing Christ: “Look how many wounds I have, so many mouths I have for lauding and praising God.”


Who talks like this?


Only a God-fearing, grace recipient would delight in his wounds in this way. One of whom the world is not worthy (Hebrews 11:38). One who considers fellowship with God more pleasurable than volunteer enslavement to the wishes and threats of man.


How are you preparing your soul to suffer faithfully, by God’s grace, if the Lord asks for the aroma of Christ to be spread among the unregenerate through your grace-filled, costly witness? We will need every encouragement in that hour to see as God sees, to speak as God directs, and to enjoy what God enjoys. “If (we) are not firm in faith, (we) will not be firm at all” (Isaiah 7:9b).


Would you join us in asking the Lord for $15,000 to record this project? Tax-deductible donations can be received through the DONATE button on this page, or checks can be made payable and mailed to:


The Gaius Project

3125 Park Ave.

Minneapolis, MN 55407


Lord Willing,


Jason Harms





ROMANUS

Jason Harms


Romanus, hastily he ran

Declaring the wolves to be at hand.

"But fear not! Shed my blood they can."


Asclepiades, prefect of the hour,

Intended, by force, to make the Christian cow'r.

He'd soon see faith, demonstrate its pow'r.


“Let's find now, what this sedition's all about.

Truss him up, and have the man's bowels drawn out.”

"Not so sir," said executioner, "this man's of noble clout."


“So scourge him by whip laced with lead.”

Romanus sang Psalms all the while he bled.

“It’s by Jesus, not by my kin, that I've a noble head.”


Asclepiades sought to make life more bleak

Through the scotching of beard, mouth, eyelids and cheek.

But Romanus just gave thanks: “How many mouths now to speak.”


A young boy Romanus did retrieve.

"Son, tell us what children 'round here do believe?"

"There's just one God to whom our young souls cleave."


“Such villain, young traitor. To your execution now be led!”

"Farewell, my sweet child." The boy's mother said.

And she sang while the hangman 'plied a sword to her boy's head.


“All laud and praise with heart and voice,

O Lord we yield to Thee;

To whom the death of this Thy saint,

We know most dear to be.”


Romanus was cast on the fire,

But a storm arose and drenched the prefect's desire.

This martyr of Christ just would not expire.


Romanus was led back to his cell;

There to be strangled 'til no life did dwell.

But for the Christian, death does a man quite well.


“All laud and praise with heart and voice,

O Lord we yield to Thee;

To whom the death of this Thy saint,

We know most dear to be.”







We are asking the Lord for $15,000 to record this project. Would it be your pleasure to join us in this recording? Your tax-deductible donation can be received through The Gaius Project.