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_"Lord, I believe: help Thou mine unbelief. "_
We must believe -- / Being from birth endowed with love and trust -- / Born unto loving; -- and how simply just / That love -- that faith! -- even in the blossom-face / The babe drops dreamward in its resting-place, / Intuitively conscious of the sure / Awakening to rapture ever pure / And sweet and saintly as the mother's own, / Or the awed father's, as his arms are thrown / O'er wife and child, to round about them weave / And wind and bind them as one harvest-sheaf / Of love -- to cleave to, and _forever_ cleave.