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LX. 



Patella ^ to the rock adheres, 

 Nor of the raging tempest fears, 



The most tremendous power ; 

 And though assail'd on every side, 

 Close to her guardian will abide, 

 Her strength, her fortress, and her pride, 



Her never failing tower. 



LXI. 



Thus may the christian^ — though his bread 

 May fail, and o'er his drooping head 



The storms of sorrow burst ; 

 Though disappointment thwart his will, 

 And doubts and fears his bosom fill, 

 With sore dismay, — jQt may he still 



The God of ages trust. 



