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20. Mary, Bright Star of Heaven and Holy Church
O farest lady, o swetast lady,
o blisful lady, hewynnis quheyne.
o blisful lady, hewynnis quheyne.
O sterne so brycht, þat gyfys lycht
til hewyne & haly kyrk,
Þi help, þi mycht grant ws ful rycht.
Raik throw þire clowdis dirk;
fra hel sa fel conwoy ws clene:
one þe, mare, þus most I meyne.
til hewyne & haly kyrk,
Þi help, þi mycht grant ws ful rycht.
Raik throw þire clowdis dirk;
fra hel sa fel conwoy ws clene:
one þe, mare, þus most I meyne.
thow ruby red, þat rasis ded
and grantis synnarise þare lyf,
for til remeid þe fendis pleid
quha can þi help discrif?
but þe, lady, quha may sustene
þare warldly lustis bath scharp & kene?
and grantis synnarise þare lyf,
for til remeid þe fendis pleid
quha can þi help discrif?
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þare warldly lustis bath scharp & kene?
Þow wel of grace, ostend þi face
quhen ded sal ws persew.
away þow chase of fendis þe brase;
ask at þi sone Ihū,
one ruyd his blud þat bled betwene
for oure traspass, before þin eyne.
quhen ded sal ws persew.
away þow chase of fendis þe brase;
ask at þi sone Ihū,
one ruyd his blud þat bled betwene
for oure traspass, before þin eyne.
now, lady myne, þi ere inclyne
to me þi seruitour.
quhen I go hyne, hef my saul fra pyne.
þow keip it in þi cwre,
In place quhare grace ay growis grene,
foreuer In ioy þar-til contein.
O farest lady, o swetast lady,
to me þi seruitour.
quhen I go hyne, hef my saul fra pyne.
þow keip it in þi cwre,
In place quhare grace ay growis grene,
foreuer In ioy þar-til contein.
o blisful lady, hewynnis quheyne.
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