But yet, altho' _to be a Saint_, requires A noble sacrifice--an arduous toil-- A persevering aim; the great reward Awaiting the grand consummation, will Repay the price however costly; and The pathway of the saint, the safest path Will prove, tho' perilous: for 'tis foretold, All things that can be shaken, God will shake: Kingdoms, and Institutes, and Governments, Both civil and religious must be tried-- Tried to the core and sounded to the depth. Then let me be a Saint, and be prepar'd For the approaching day, which like a snare Will soon surprise the hypocrite--expose The rottenness of human schemes--shake off Oppressive fetters--break the gorgeous reins Usurpers hold, and lay the pride of man, And glory of the nations low in dust! THE END. * * * * Liverpool: Printed by R. James, 39, South Castle Street. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Spencer's Letters, by Orson Spencer