Forgiven.And when from heavens, the lord shall descend, This stranger shall rise and to glory ascend,

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Not far from New York, in a cemetery lone,
Close guarding its grave, stands a simple headstone,
And all the inscription is one word lone-
Forgiven.

No sculptor’s fine art hath embellished its form,
But constantly there, through the calm and the storm,
It beareth this word from a poor fallen worm-
Forgiven.

It shews not the date of the silent one’s birth,
Reveals not his frailtiesm nor lies of his worth,
But speaks out the tale from his few feet of earth-
Forgiven.

The death is unmentioned, the name is untold,
Beneath lies the body, corrupted and cold,
Above rests his spirit, at home in the fold-
Forgiven.

And when from heavens, the lord shall descend,
This stranger shall rise and to glory ascend,
Well known and befriended to sing without end-
Forgiven!

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