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But her resource was prayer; and strength was given 
When most’t was needed, so that site bore up 
Against the cruel storm, which all had deem’d 
Even to the earth would crush her; and at last 
Upon the sod, the very sod that wrapt 
Her soul’s dear idol, could she kneel and say, 
* Thou, Lord, didst give, and Thou didst take away. 
For ever blessed be thy holy name ! ’ 
“ Now know’st thou why that story of the cedar 
Blent with ray musings by those lowly graves.” 
