“The Penitent” by Anne Brontë


I MOURN with thee, and yet rejoice
  That thou shouldst sorrow so;
With angel choirs I join my voice
  To bless the sinner’s woe.
Though friends and kindred turn away,
  And laugh thy grief to scorn;
I hear the great Redeemer say,
  “Blessed are ye that mourn.”
Hold on thy course, nor deem it strange
  That earthly cords are riven:
Man may lament the wondrous change,
  But “there is joy in heaven!”
ACTON.

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