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IMMACULATA, ORA PRO NOBIS
A father's little chidren disobeyed
His household laws, and grieved him very sore;
And they, having grieved him, grieved, and so no more
Was the old joyaunce by the children made.
His household laws, and grieved him very sore;
And they, having grieved him, grieved, and so no more
Was the old joyaunce by the children made.
Because their hearts away from him had strayed,
(Never his heart from them), they did implore
One sister who was love to the heart's core
To ask for pardon, they ashamed, afraid.
(Never his heart from them), they did implore
One sister who was love to the heart's core
To ask for pardon, they ashamed, afraid.
She went, and love-like, looked up to his face,
Saying, Forgive them! And the father smiled
Upon his one love-perfect little child.
Saying, Forgive them! And the father smiled
Upon his one love-perfect little child.
I give thee thy sweet prayer, O full of grace:
I pardon them, My dove, My undefiled:
I set My children in their old dear place.
I pardon them, My dove, My undefiled:
I set My children in their old dear place.
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