Died at Hartford, September 28th, 1862.
We miss her at the chancel-side,
For when we last drew near,
The holy Eucharist to share,
She, with the warmth of praise and prayer
Was meekly kneeling here.
We miss her when the liberal hand
Relieves a thirsting soil,
And when the Blessed Church demands
Assistance for the mission bands
That on her frontier toil.
We miss her ‘mid the gather’d train
Of children young and poor,
Whom year by year she deign’d to teach
With faithful zeal and patient speech,
And hope that anchor’d sure.
Her couch is in the ancestral tomb
With Putnam’s honor’d dust,
The true in word, the bold in deed,
A bulwark in his Country’s need,
A tower of strength and trust.
Her spirit’s home is with her Lord,
Whom from her youth she sought,
The miss’d below hath found above
The promise of a God of Love
Made to the pure in thought.
(Lydia Howard Huntley Sigourney)
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