Like welts of whips
Weathered not do I
Observe offenses oppressed;
Confront not, address not.

Let them sit, settle,
Stir or Destroy
Let them run amuck
Around a man, this man.

For it is the Power of God
Greatly Grand beyond them
That saves me, settles me,
Stirs me to destroy

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Written in Chapel before the sermon was delivered.