Free agency, and a’ that,
We get from Him who rules on high—
The slave we rob of a’ that.
Then think not to escape His wrath,
Who’s equal, just, and a’ that;
His warning voice is sounded forth,
We heed it not, for a’ that:
For a’ that, and a’ that,
’Tis not less sure for a’ that;
His vengeance, though ’tis long delayed,