Abou Ben Adhem
by James Henry Leigh Hunt

Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
And saw, within the moonlight in his room,
Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom,
An angel writing in a book of gold: - -
Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,
And to the presence in the room he said,
"What writest thou?" -The vision raised its head,
And with a look made all of sweet accord,
Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord."
And is mine one? I said Abou. "Nay, not so,"
Replied the angel. Abou spoke more lowly,
But cheerily still; and said, "I pray thee then,
Write me as one that loves his fellow-men."
The angel wrote, and vanished. The next night,
It came again with a great wakening light,
And showed the names whom love of God had blessed,
And lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest.

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