There is a God in Heaven, whose bowels move
With gentle pity; and he must approve,
Whene’er his creatures pity and relieve
The way-worn sufferer! Then from above
Our God will smile on those who thus did give
Their tender love to one who had not long to live.
XLV.
Now, when th’ afflicted parents weeping came,
Those noble friends shed with them tear for tear,
And thus most kindly did their love proclaim