Till pardon shall be seal’d on high!

Yet, yet I shrink!—Will Mercy shed

Her dews upon this fallen head?

—Kneel, Ella, kneel! till full and free

Descend forgiveness, won by thee!”

They knelt—before the Cross, that sign

Of love eternal and divine;

That symbol, which so long hath stood

A rock of strength, on time’s dark flood,

Clasp’d by despairing hands, and laved