Man May Dismiss Compassion From His Heart,

I Seem Forsaken And Alone, / I Hear The Lion Roar; / And Every Door Is Shut But One, / And That Is Mercy's Door.

Satan Trembles When He Sees The Weakest Saint Upon Their Knees.

And In That Hour, The Seeds Of Cruelty, That Since Have Swell'd To Such Gigantic And Enormous Growth, Were Sown In Human Nature's Fruitful Soil. Hence Date The Persecution And The Pain That Man Inflicts On All Inferior Kinds, Regardless Of Their Plaints.

When Nations Are To Perish In Their Sins, 'tis In The Church The Leprosy Begins.

Where Men Of Judgment Creep And Feel Their Way, The Positive Pronounce Without Dismay.