"Jesus Wept"

Mary rose up, as one in sleep might rise,
  And went to meet her brother's Friend: and they
  Who tarried with her said: "she goes to pray
  And weep where her dead brother's body lies."
  So, with their wringing of hands and with sighs,
  They stood before Him in the public way.
  "Had'st Thou been with him, Lord, upon that day,
  He had not died," she said, drooping her eyes.
  Mary and Martha with bowed faces kept
  Holding His garments, one on each side.--"Where
  Have ye laid him?" He asked. "Lord, come and see."
  The sound of grieving voices heavily
  And universally was round Him there,
  A sound that smote His spirit. Jesus wept.