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[An open wound which has been healed anew]
An open wound which has been healed anew;A stream dried up, that once again is fed
With waters making green its grassy bed;
A tree that withered was, but to the dew
Puts forth young leaves and blossoms fresh of hue
Even from the branches which had seemed most dead;
A sea which having been disquieted,
Now stretches like a mirror calm and blue,—
Our hearts to each of these were likened well.
But Thou wert the physician and the balm;
Thou, Lord, the fountain, whence anew was filled
Their parchëd channel; Thou the dew that fell
On their dead branches; 'twas thy voice that stilled
The storm within; Thou didst command the calm.
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