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But God looks down from above and sees
Life's little drama through and through;
And clear to Him are the mysteries
Of wrongs and crimes that elude our view.

The grave of the murdered heart and brain,
The brow that is set with the mark of Cain;
And His retribution comes swift and sure
As the iron wheels of the evening train.

They yet may pity who of vengeance dream,
When falls the feeble arm of human might;
And the Great Judge, o'er countless worlds supreme,
Makes all things right.

Build strong the fortress of thy character,
Midst crumbling reputation, honor, fame,
To stand before the eternal judgment bar,
Acquitted of all blame.

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