While
women weep, as they do now, I'll fight;
while little children go hungry, as they do now, I'll fight;
while
men go to prison, in and out, in and out, as they do now, I'll
fight;
while
there is a drunkard left,
while there is a poor lost girl upon the streets,
while there remains one dark soul without the light of God,
I'll fight-I'll fight to the very end!
William Booth
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