In durance vile 1here must I wake and weep, And all my frowsy couch in sorrow steep.
Ye Hypocrites, are these your pranks To murder men and gie God thanks Desist for shame, proceed no further God won't accept your thanks for murder.
They never sought in vain that sought the Lord alright!
Some books are lies frae end to end.
An atheist's laugh 's a poor exchange For Deity offended!
I'm truly sorry man's dominion has broken Nature's social union.