Awake in prayer, the Leader, God-ordained,
Spent oft night-watches, thinking for her flock;
Hers was a love supreme, a faith unfeigned;
Her building rests upon the unshaken rock.
By wise instinct she sensed a danger near
And knew to wake the slumberer, and to warn;
She countered human malice without fear,
And made life's promise rich for those unborn.
As children come they find inheritance
From Soul, and lineage to God can trace;
Protected thus they fear no evil chance;
How nigh is God? They see Him face to face.
They trespass not; if sinned against, forgive;
Healing they know will remedy distress,
And so when cruel men would kill, they live;
And, if their enemies blaspheme, they bless.
