Three months of his sin had been more than enough, he would never return, though the people doted upon him. The career of some sinners is soon over.
The Lord hath eyes to give the blind;
The Lord supports the sinking mind;
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow and the fatherless.
His truth for ever stands secure:
He saves the oppress’d, he feeds the poor;
He sends the labouring conscience peace,
And grants the prisoners sweet release.