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FORTITUDO EGENIS
LOVER of Souls, Immaculate,
Mary, by thy Immaculate Conception,
Thy soul and body white for God's reception,
Beyond the ridg'd snows on the sky;
Beyond the treasure of white beams that lie
Within the golden casket of the sun;
By the excelling franchise of thy state,
Plead for the Holy Souls, O Holiest One!
Mary, by thy Immaculate Conception,
Thy soul and body white for God's reception,
Beyond the ridg'd snows on the sky;
Beyond the treasure of white beams that lie
Within the golden casket of the sun;
By the excelling franchise of thy state,
Plead for the Holy Souls, O Holiest One!
Till they be cleansed grief hath no date!
Them, through thy spotless grace, embolden
To passion for their God, but once beholden,
Nor ever more beheld till pain
Hath made their souls' recesses bright from stain.
Plead they may swiftly see Him, nor may shun
The Vision, each achieved immaculate!
Pure from the first, plead for them, Holiest One!
Them, through thy spotless grace, embolden
To passion for their God, but once beholden,
Nor ever more beheld till pain
Hath made their souls' recesses bright from stain.
Plead they may swiftly see Him, nor may shun
The Vision, each achieved immaculate!
Pure from the first, plead for them, Holiest One!
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