For truth's defence unto death be speedy,

And win, as christian, and fall, as man!

No worldly samples

Of honors jading

Shall wreath your temples

With laurels fading;

But bright, eternal, shall thee entrance

The blessed holies' inheritance.

[Pg 38]

What worth had faith, if it lay not resting,

A bright-eyed pearl, in the heart enclosed,

In heav'nward gazes its sparkle vesting,

When crumbling shell leaves the core exposed?

Sweet slumber follows

When pain expires....

And creak the gallows,

And flame the fires,

Lo, martyr! heaven shall open thence,

And your Redeemer shall recompense!

[Pg 39]

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