We know not of them, but over the land there are hundreds of our fellow mortals whose days are but a repetition of suffering.

Famine and sickness have stalked in the midst of hundreds who are innocent of crime, and reduced them to the last brink of despair.

Is this the work of God?
Forbid it, Heaven! that the charge should be made.

There is no ground on which to assert that the Ruler of the Universe--the God of Righteousness--the Lord of Mercy, would thrust the innocent into woe--would blast their earthly prospects--would dash the cup of happiness from their lips, and leave them to perish through Famine and Disease--while men steeped in crime, whose consciences, if read, would show an appalling blackness of guilt--while they, we say, escaped from earthly punishment and enjoyed all the good of this world! On Earth, as in Heaven and Hell, man is divided into two bodies, Angels and Fiends.

Both are known to the Almighty, and it is only when His eyes are turned from the good that Fiends triumph.