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 But she who would be born again indeed,

Must wake her soul unnumbered times a day,

And urge herself to life with holy greed;

Now open her bosom to the Wind's free play;

And now, with patience forceful, hard, lie still,

submissive and ready to the making will,

thirsty and empty, for God's breath to fill! 

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Written by George MacDonald 

Adapted by Marie Nease