Oh! strong is faith, if woe like this be borne.
For there is hush’d on earth
A voice of gladness—there is veil’d a face,
Whose parting leaves a dark and silent place
By the once-joyous hearth;
A smile hath pass’d, which fill’d its home with light,
A soul, whose beauty made that smile so bright!
But there is power with faith!
Power, e’en though nature o’er the untimely grave
Must weep, when God resumes the gem He gave;