Shall crime bring crime forever,
                                        
                                        Strength aiding still the strong?
                                        
                                        Is it Thy will, O Father,
                                        
                                        That man shall toil for wrong?
                                        
                                        “No,” say Thy mountains; “No,” Thy skies;
                                        
                                        Man’s clouded sun shall brightly rise,
                                        
                                        And songs ascend, instead of sighs:
                                        
                                        O God, save the people!