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George Willis Cooke, comp. The Poets of Transcendentalism: An Anthology. 1903.

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Ednah Dow Littlehale Cheney (1824–1904)

  • The question was asked, “To Whom do Free Religionists pray?” The reply was, “To Whomsoever they believe will help them.”


  • WHATE’ER the Name, whate’er the Power,

    That helped me in my bitter hour,

    I know there came a Strength not mine,

    A peace not earthly, but Divine.

    That peace, that strength, I know it waits

    For every heart that opes its gates,

    To let the Gracious Presence in;

    And with its help new life begin.

    So waits the morning in the skies,

    Until the sleeper opes his eyes;

    So breaks the Sea on every shore,

    The sick and weary to restore.

    Each lovely flower, each busy bee,

    Says, “Only come, I ’ll give to thee;”

    The North Star waited, æons back,

    To guide the slave on freedom’s track.

    Each hero soul, each martyr heart,

    In thy deep pain has borne its part;

    And every triumph in the skies

    Has helped my unfledged soul to rise.

    The Over-soul, the All, the Law,

    The God whom mortal eyes ne’er saw,

    And yet whose presence all things knew,

    ’T was that helped me and will help you.