Chapter 45 No.45

Blessed was she that bare,

Hidden in flesh most fair,

For all men's sake the likeness of all love;

Holy that virgin's womb,

The old record saith, on whom

The glory of God alighted as a dove;

Blessed, who brought to gracious birth

The sweet-souled Saviour of a man-tormented earth.

            
            

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