Hitherto she had known one sense only, the sense of touch, and though now she knew the sense of hearing also, she continued to refer all sensations to feeling.

At the sound of the sea she put out her arms before her; at the sound of the wind she buried her face in her palms; and at the sound of the thunder she lifted her hands as if to protect her head.
Meanwhile, Israel sat beside her and cherished her close at his bosom.
He yearned to speak words of comfort to her, soft words of cheer, tender words of love, gentle words of hope.
"Be not afraid, my daughter! It is only the wind, it is only the rain; it is only the thunder.

Once you loved to run and race in them.

They shall not harm you, for God is good, and He will keep you safe.

There, there, my little heart! See, your father is with you.