Mrs. Sigourne: Lincoln

Lincoln

God placed on Lincoln’s brow
A sad, majestic crown;
All enmity is friendship now,
And martyrdom renown.

A mighty-hearted man,
He toiled at Freedom’s side,
And lived, as only heroes can,
The truth in which he died.

Like Moses, eyes so dim,
All signs he could not spell;
Yet he endured, as seeing Him
Who is invisible.

His life was under One
“Who made and loveth all;”
And when his mighty work was done,
How grand his coronal!

Mrs. Sigourne
(Lydia Huntley Sigourney,
1791 – 1865)
Lincoln

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