Proclaim, that:—

“‘God is working out His will’—

Too slow perhaps

For challengers of spotted vice;

For those who seek for the world’s and the Nation’s failings, inhuman sloth, stubbornness and sin.”

Whatever thy chronicle,

Let it not savor of a full stomach’s satisfaction

That feels content with ill-got gain derived from tricks of trade.

Live amidst conditions on both sides;

Experience the chill and pinch of poverty;