Who can watch the rising sun
Or see the wonders God has done,
Who can count them one by one
— and say, There is no God.
Who, the orchard's gofts can share
Can taste the fruit that ripens there
Can watch it grow and yet declare,
That God is Dead.
Who can see the wonders done
By missionaries' efforts spun,
Or count the souls their works have won,
— and claim, there is no God.
Who can look upon the grain
The clouds above that bring the rain,
To nourish crops on field and plain
— yet dares infer, that God is dead.
Who is so blind he cannot see
The wonders wrought in Galilee,
By Christ who came for all to see
— and know, There is a God!
~ Ronald Eyrich
"There cannot a greater judgement befall a country than such a dreadful spirit of division as rends a government into two distinct peoples, and makes them greater strangers and more averse to one another, than if they were actually two different nations. The effects of such a division are pernicious to the last degree, not only with regard to those advantages which they give the common enemy, but to those private evils which they produce in the heart of almost every particular person. This influence is very fatal both to men's (and woman's) morals and their understandings; it sinks the virtue of a nation, and not only so, but destroys even common sense. "
~ Sir Roger De Coverley Papers