APRIL IS NATIONAL POETRY MONTH!
Written by MRS. C. D. WILSON
published on September 30, 1859.
I present to you the poem...
SIN--IT'S OWN AVENGER
Must lost of purity;
This fearful loss is only told
In the solemn deaths of eternity.
A little wrong to our neighbor done,
May seem a trifling sin;
But to ourselves that wrong becomes
A withering, blighting thing.
It is a fixed, eternal law,
That God himself has graved,
That he who binds his fellow man,
Becomes the meanest slave.
Ye masters! who with loudly pride,
Dare trample on your brother's rights,
Be wise--let reason be your guide,
Behold this law in wisdom's light.
When led by passions fierce and strong,
To injure him by wrongs untold,
O ! think how terrible the wrong
You thus inflict upon your soul.
Time may heal his cruel wound,
His agony at length shall cease;
But oh! where should balm be found
to give the hardened soul relief?
Think of the fearful price you pay,
By dealing in your brother's blood;
Who walks not in kind mercy's way,
Can ne'er enjoy the smile of God.
Beware, or you must surely fall,
By sin's dark maelstrom driven;
Repent, restore, heed wisdom's call,
Forsake your sins and be forgiven.
The good, the true of every land,
Have plead for universal rights,
O! join this throng, this holy band,
For they alone know pure delight.