O GOD, my God, where'er Thou art, Keep my belovèd in Thy Heart: Fold in Thy Heart that heart so bright, Heal him with Thy most gentle light. And since Thou mad'st forgetfulness, Forget whate'er Thou find'st amiss: And since Thou mad'st remembering, Remember every lovely thing. And then, my God, lean down and see ... And, pitying, remember me. |