Oh my bowels, my bowels are moved within me for you.
In tender compassion I cannot be silent.
In the force of the spirit of God I plead with you all
who cannot yet witness freedom from your selfishness.
Turn, turn - O, why, why will you die?
The Rod of the wicked shall not always lie on the backs of the righteous.
Their long continued affliction will accomplish its end in time.
Therefore, you meek, gentle, and peaceable quiet people,
who abhor every appearance of evil, abide in the word of patience
and pray for them that persecute and judge and condemn you -
that their eyes may be opened and their hearts softened
that they may break off from their evil doings
and so escape the terrible vengeance

From His Books, Epistles and Writings: 1688? ed
The Word of the Living God to His Church
To All Saints and Children of the Most High
Dear Friends Meet Often Together
My Dear Friends &c..
A True Testimony from the Prisoners &c
Christ Exalted
To All Nations, Kindred, Languages
Let This Go Abroad Among All the Afflicted
O King Hear the Word of the Lord
Dear Children of the Most High
Beloved Friends of the Noble Seed
To All the Faithful in Christ
Breathings of Life to God's Spiritual Israel
The Word of the Lord to Sion
To All the Faithful in Holes, Prisons and Goals
To the Beloved Seed of God in London
For the Dear Daughters of Sion
The Word of the Lord to All Children Born Again
The Discovery of Mystery Babylon
To All Enslaved Hard Hearted and Unbelieving Jews
An Epistle to George Fox
An Epistle to Sufering Friends