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HYMN XXIV. FOR ALL WOMEN LABOURING OF CHILD.

The women sad, whose hour is come,
Or painfully approaches near,
Preserve from a miscarrying womb,
From all they feel, and all they fear;
The curse into a blessing turn,
And bid each struggling child be born.
Arrested by the pains of hell,
The mothers rescue from the grave;
Or to their parting souls reveal
Thy love, and in child-bearing save:
Up from the gates of death bring back,
Or Rachel to Thy bosom take.