He loved him, and He could not spare
The good which he had given,
But took him with Himself to share
The Paradise of Heaven.
Thus, while the nation weepeth sore,
Each heart with anguish riven,
Our Lincoln’s reached the shining shore,
Within the gate of Heaven.
“Be still, and know that I am God,”
Then hush thy bitter cry,
And listen to his sacred word
The good can never die.
Tho’ every hour of time may roll,
Yet there’s for him that’s striven,
A place upon the holy scroll,
The Book of Life in Heaven.
“Blessed are the merciful,” yea,
For they have sure obtained,
And what the Nation’s lost to-day,
Our Martyred one Has Gained.
The Martyr’s halo round his name,
Shall shine from age to age,
The Righteous Greatness of his fame,
Illume historic page.
“Father Abraham,” to the faithful,
In all our wide domain,
Let us still be ever grateful,
He Did Not Live In Vain.
And while millions now are weeping
So sadly round his bier,
Our great nation will be reaping
The Fruit He Planted Here.
‘Lincoln,” the greatest name save one,
Will, in all coming time,
Still stand beside our Washington,
In History’s every chime.
He went beyond, and led the van,
He bade the bond go free,
He gave new light to fallen man,
The Star of Liberty.
This Star – with Bethlehem’s holy light –
A-down the ages glow,
Will burn with Freedom ever bright,
His mighty work to show.
Tho’ Dynasties may rise and fall,
And Nations flee away,
Its steady light will shine o’er all
With clear, effulgent ray.
Then lift thy heads, no longer mourn
For Abraham Lincoln dead,
His name immortally is born,
Among the great as Head.
Well done, thou true and faithful one,
Who would not even dare,
For the great victory thou hast won,
A Martyr’s crown to bear?
Then while we weep, we must rejoice,
His work was fully done,
He heard his Master’s loving voice,
Come home to me my son.
We seem to see the pearly gates,
Thrown wide at God’s command,
And near the Martyred host await,
A Christian, Patriot band,
To welcome him they loved so well;
Let us with them as one
Join the angelic host that swell
God’s holy will be done.