Scarce wonder’d at your end!
Forgive? Yes,—my forgiveness shall burn
On your grave in “coals of fire,”—
It shall kindle into a flame and leap
To the height of my life’s desire,
It shall reach straight up to the gates of God,
And there like a Sword shall stay,
And, lest you come sneaking out of Hell
It shall bar your heavenward way!
It shall warn you off with the lightning flash