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1. FROM thine, as then, the healing virtue goes / Into our hearts -- that is the Father's plan. / From heart to heart it sinks, it steals, it flows, / From these that know thee still infecting those. / Here is my heart -- from thine, Lord, fill it up, / That I may offer it as the holy cup / Of thy communion to my every man.
2. When thou dost send out whirlwinds on thy seas, / Alternatest thy lightning with its roar, / Thy night with morning, and thy clouds with stars / Or, mightier force unseen in midst of these, / Orderest the life in every airy pore; / Guidest men's efforts, rul'st mishaps and jars, -- / 'Tis only for their hearts, and nothing more.