THE ANGEL OF PATIENCE From the German by J G Whittier To weary hearts to mourning homes God apos s meekest Angel gently comes No power has he to banish pain Or give us back our lost again And yet in tenderest love our dear And heavenly Father sends him here There apos s quiet in that Angel apos s glance There apos s rest in his still countenance He mocks no grief with idle cheer Nor wounds with words the mourner apos s ear But ills and woes he may not cur