Love is strong as Death

As flames that consume the mountains, as winds
that coerce the sea,
Thy men of renown show forth Thy might in
the clutch of death:
Down they go into silence, yet the Trump of the
Jubilee
Swells not Thy praise as swells it the breathless
pause of their breath.
What is the flame of their fire, if so I may catch
the flame;
What the strength of their strength, if also I may
wax strong?
The flaming fire of their strength is the love of
Jesu’s Name,
In Whom their death is life, their silence utters
a song.