Tho’ deceit cloath it self in a feign’d infirmity, yet Truth will out, and the work of darkness be brought to light by the faithful watchman. Let justice be firm upon the evil-doer, and mercy tender the afflicted; for “Right is right, tho’ all be against it, and wrong is wrong, tho’ all be for it.”

Tho’ villainy may skulk behind a sham infirmity, brave watchfulness and plain pluck will tear the mask away. God-speed the faithful officer; let justice be firm for the wrong-doer and tender toward the little ones—“Be sure your sin will find you out.”

Original lines in the style of Aimee Semple McPherson—not written by her. Truth, like a river loosed from its dam, will find its course; “be sure your sin will find you out.” Let justice roll down like waters o’er the guilty, while tender mercy gathers the wounded little ones to the Father’s heart.

Villainy may cloak itself in a sham infirmity, but stout-hearted duty and plain pluck will tear the mask away. God speed the faithful officer; “Truth, tho’ hindered, will have her day,” and the little ones shall find justice with a firm hand and a tender heart.

Truth, like a river loosed from its dam, will find its course—tho’ lies feign weakness, the light of God uncovers them. My heart burns for the little ones; let justice roll down like waters, and mercy bind up the broken. “Be sure your sin will find you out,” and may the arm of the law be strong while the church is tender.

Tho’ deceit cloak it self in a feign’d weakness, yet Truth will out, and the work of darkness be brought to light. Blessed be the faithful watchman who discovereth the lie, that the afflicted be tenderly regarded and the evil-doer bear the yoke of just law; for, “Right is right, tho’ all be against it, and wrong is wrong, tho’ all be for it.”