I mourn with thee and yet rejoice <br /> That thou shouldst sorrow so; <br />With Angel choirs I join my voice <br /> To bless the sinner's woe. <br />Though friends and kindred turn away <br /> And laugh thy grief to scorn, <br />I hear the great Redeemer say <br /> 'Blessed are ye that mourn'. <br /> <br />Hold on thy course nor deem it strange <br /> That earthly cords are riven. <br />Man may lament the wondrous change <br /> But 'There is joy in Heaven'!<br /><br />Anne Brontë<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-penitent-5/
