Tom's good wife Chloe, far at home,
And his boys so blythe and black,
Are all working hard, in hopes to win
The dollars, to buy him back.

And George, who taught him long ago,
Has many a pleasant plan,
To pay his price, and set him free,
When he comes to be a man.

But little does that wicked man,
In his angry madness, know,
That God himself will take account
Of each cruel word and blow.

And children dear, who see him here,
At night and morning pray,
That you may never have aught like this
Laid up for the judgment day!