If they persecuted me, they will persecute you

I told the folks I cherish how my sin have been forgiven
How Jesus changed my outlook, took my guilt and gave me heaven
They thought I lost my senses, turn fanatic, lost my reason
They charge me with betrayal and a vicious kind of treason
And I wandered why salvation should cost me so much pain

If they persecuted me they will persecute you
For the slaves is not above the Lord he serves
My assignment was the cross
You, my slave will bear some lost
My disciple takes his cross
And daily nurse his heart and mind to follow me

Then soon I learn my brothers and my sisters in the Savior so often shine in suffering
With astonishing behavior adoring the blessed gospel
With forbearing perseverance
Forgive their cruel tormentors with the graceful firm endurance
Still I wander why salvation should cost them so much pain

If they persecuted me they will persecute you
My assignment was the cross
For the slaves is not above the Lord he serves
You, my slave will bear some lost
My disciple takes his cross
And daily nurse his heart and mind to follow me

What alien perspectives I’ve pursued with willful blindness
For apostolic servants will rejoice at God’s great kindness
And reckoning them worthy to take on a little battering
They long to know Christ power and the fellowship of suffering
For their understood their calling to trust and suffer pain

If they persecuted me they will persecute you
For the slaves is not above the Lord he serves
My assignment was the cross
You, my slave will bear some lost
My disciple takes his cross
And daily nurse his heart and mind to follow me

Beautiful poem, taken from Dr. D.A. Carson sermon "the strange triumph of the slaughtered lamb" on Rev 12