Perpetua stood, her voice made bold,
Through martyr’s death, her victory won,
Defying threats that fear foretold.
A saintly light, a rising sun.

She strokes her hair to free each tangled strand,
For testifiers stood with gaze unmanned,
That none might think she mourned in her defeat.
And suffering crowns her glory, pure and sweet.

While Felisitas faced her trial’s decree,
To mock their forms in vile perversity.
Revocatus endured their savage din,
While from the pulpit, pain became his hymn.

Saturus loathed the dreadful sight
Yet longed for death to bear him right.
A boar, enraged, turned upon guide,
The hunter pierced with fatal might.

Saturus, though bruised, tossed aside,
Endured the fray with spirit burning bright.
In answered prayer, the heart finds light.
Through prison’s chains, all stand for right.

Saturus’ spirit fixed upon eternal day,
And mercy clothed what malice stripped away.
No force could stain the courage they displayed,
For heaven’s light had cast the shadows frayed.

Felicitas, with child now free,
Eternal joy, their victory.
Awake, she knows the truth revealed—
Death is not loss, in Jesus all is healed!

The crowd beheld with horror and dismay,
Their dripping breasts cruelty did betray.
Though maternal, they face their doom,
Torn from loving arms by the tomb.

The sword would fall, yet fear was none—
Her victory in Christ was won.
Faced beasts with steadfast certainty,
A single bite, his final stand would seal.

The crowd proclaimed his cleansing, fierce and real.
The condemned with strength and zeal,
Confront the crowd with steadfast grace,
faced the beasts, prepared for their embrace.

Perpetua, strong, God, she would not abate!
Their names inscribed in heaven’s gate
With lifted hands, they faced the sword,
As it descends, and blood is shed,

In triumph now, their souls held straight,
In joy, not fear, they met their fate.
Their spirits soared to meet the Lord,
And life eternal crowns their head.

A witness bold till judgment day,
As heaven’s joy and strength align.
In memory bright, their name shall stay,
In bonds of faith, the martyrs dine.