Review and Herald, Vol. 26, No. 5.
NATURE AND DESTINY OF MANMight is Ever on the Side of Right.
“A sparrow perched upon a bough, Spied a poor beetle creep below, And picked him up. “O spare me, spare!” The insect prayed, but vain his prayer. “Wretch” cries the murderer, “hold thy tongue, For thou art weak, and I am strong.”
A hawk behind him, and in haste, Sharpens his beak for a repast, And pounces plump upon him. “Oh!” Exclaims the sparrow, “Let me go!” “Wretch” cries the murderer, “hold thy tongue, For thou art weak, and I am strong.”
The hawk was munching up his prey, When a stout eagle steered that way, And seized upon him. “Sure, comrade, You’ll spare my life; we’re both of a trade.” “Wretch!” cries the murderer, “hold thy tongue, For thou art weak, and I am strong.”
A sportsman saw the eagle fly, And shot, and brought him from the sky. The dying bird could only groan, “Tyrant! what mischief have I done?” “Wretch!” cries the murderer, “hold thy tongue, For thou art weak, and I am strong.”
’Tis thus that man to man behaves; Witness the planter and his slaves! ’Tis thus that State oppresses State; And civil freedom meets its fate. The weaker States must hold their tongue, For England, France & Co. are strong.’