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illness of the prince of wales.
Ah! thro' the whole wide earth that wail
O'er the blue deep did rise and swell;
Rank and sects they were forgotten,
God's faith in each alone could dwell!

From the gorgeous east there came
Prayers from many a heathen shrine;
And the Parsee of his sun god
Prayed that life might o'er him shine!

As the sun mid dews of morning,
Rose the crowned monarch of the day;—
Health rose, as his fire god beaming
When the night of sickness passed away.

From Canada's cold pine crowned land,
And far Australia's golden shore,
Came many a prayer from honest souls,
God would our prince again restore.

And God knew the sad world's longing
His great destroying angel staid;
That night upon his fevered brow,
Christ's unseen healing hands were laid.