Boston Is An Oasis In The Desert,

I Have Seen Him In The Watchfires Of A Hundred Circling Camps They Have Builded Him An Altar In The Evening Dews And Damps, I Have Read His Righteous Sentence By The Dim And Flaring Lamps, His Day Is Marching On.

Our Sons Shall Not Be Taken From Us To Unlearn
 All That We Have Been Able To Teach Them Of Charity, Mercy And Patience.

Mine Eyes Have Seen The Glory Of The Coming Of The Lord -

I Shall Stick To My Resolution Of Writing Always What I Think No Matter Whom It Offends.

I Want To Take The Word Christianity Back To Christ Himself, Back To That Mighty Heart Whose Pulse Seems To Throb Through The World Today, That Endless Fountain Of Charity Out Of Which I Believe Has Come All True Progress And All Civilization That Deserves The Name. I Go Back To That Great Spirit Which Contemplated A Sacrifice For The Whole Of Humanity. That Sacrifice Is Not One Of Exclusion, But Of An Infinite And Endless And Joyous Inclusion. And I Thank God For It.