Classic Poem

On human judgement I rest not my cause,
Injust's men's censure, worthless their applause;
Of others how shall they with truth decide,
Whom passion blinds, and prejudices guide?
But from God's judgement there lies no appeal,
His voice th' unalter'd doom of all will seal;
Then be not prompt to judge, till he appear,
The things of darkness he alone can clear;
Before him ev'ry heart shall naked ly,
And ev'ry secret meet his piercing eye,
Justice by him shall be to all decreed,
And due rewards confer'd on ev'ry deed.