I Died for Beauty - Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)

I died for beauty, but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an adjoining room.

He questioned softly why I failed?
"For beauty," I replied.
"And I for truth, -the two are one;
We brethren are," he said.

And so, as kinsmen met a night,
We talked between the rooms,
Until the moss had reached our lips,
And covered up our names.
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St. Augustine wrote: "cantare amantis est…" Singing belongs to one who loves" (s. 336, 1 – PL 38, 1472)

Psalm 34: 2-4
I will bless the LORD at all times;

his praise shall be always in my mouth.

My soul will glory in the LORD;

let the poor hear and be glad.

Magnify the LORD with me;

and let us exalt his name together.

Psalm 104: 33-34
I will sing to the LORD all my life;

I will sing praise to my God while I live.

May my meditation be pleasing to him;

I will rejoice in the LORD.

Lord, let me be the dove hiding in the cleft of the rock. Let me sing the beauty of Your Name.