1 EYES TO THE BLIND. I was eyes to the blind. THE TREE PLANTED BY THE RIVERS. My root was spread out by the waters, ALMS-GIVING. If I . . . have eaten my morsel myself alone, HOSPITALITY. I opened my doors to the traveller. SNOW. He saith to the snow, Be thou on the earth. THE STORM. He directeth of the earth. THE VOICE FROM THE WHIRLWIND. Then the Lord answered Job out of the whirlwind. Whymper. 133 THE DOORS OF THE DEEP. Who shut up the sea with doors, . . And said, Hitherto shalt thou come, but no further: |