And Abel Misraim named that sacred place;
So all the nations scattered o’er our globe,
Noting our grief, and listening to the cry
Of our great sorrow, shall exclaim, “Behold!
This is a grievous mourning to the Free!
Their wail of woe goes up from all the land
For Abraham Lincoln, their dear martyred Saint!”
And these will join us in our sorrowing,
And tears shall flow in streams from every eye,
And sobs from every heart, till all mankind