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 /> <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-2/
