text:  Thou tyrant yes! the declaration God Himself hath utter'd--"I'm the avenging rod!" Words wing'd with fate and fire! oh not in vain Ye cleft the air and swept Gomorrah's plain When dark idolatry unmask'd she stood The mark of heaven--a fiery solitude! And still ye sped--still mark'd the varied page In every time--through each revolving age-- Wherever man trampled his fellow man Unscared by crimes ye marr'd his ruthless plan-- Still shall ye speed till time has pass'd away And retribution reigns o'er earth's last day