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these lines have been such a
comfort to me, I will copy

"Build a little fence of trust
around to day;
Fill the space with loving work,
and therein stay;
Look not through the sheltering bars
Upon to morrow,
God will help thee bear what comes
Of joy or sorrow"

I pray & trust grace & strength
are given you, much you have
to comfort. In your own
home surrounded by all
that was familiar & dear.
Your many friends, tried
& true to be near, I hope
you can wish your grief,
count your mercies -