And, oh, Christianity! blush
At the things which were done in thy name;
For that they my Zulus might crush,
They put thee full often to shame;
They robbed the poor neighbours they’re taught
By thy laws as themselves they should love.
And everywhere ruin they wrought,
In the name of that God who is love!
They caught me at last, as you’ve read,
And I now a State prisoner am;