When He opened the fifth seal, I saw under the altar the souls of those who had been slain for the word of God and for the testimony which they held.
And they cried with a loud voice, saying, “How long, O Lord, holy and true, until You judge and avenge our blood on those who dwell on the earth?”
Then a white robe was given to each of them; and it was said to them that they should rest a little while longer, until both the number of their fellow servants and their brethren, who would be killed as they were, was completed.
(Revelation 6:9-11)
Under the altar’s sacred veil, souls lie,
Slain for God’s word, their testimony high.
In voices loud, they plead with fervent plea,
“How long, O Lord, until justice we see?”
White robes bestowed, a symbol pure and bright,
Rest a while longer, ‘til the time is right.
For brethren yet to fall, a solemn fate,
nTill martyrdom’s tally reaches its state.