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Hail Holy Queen Hail, holy Queen, mother of mercy,
our life, our sweetness, and our hope. To thee do we cry, poor banished
children of Eve. To thee do we send up our sighs mourning and weeping
in this valley of tears. Turn then, most gracious advocate, thine eyes
of mercy toward us, and after this our exile show us the blessed fruit
of thy womb, Jesus. O clement, O loving, O sweet Virgin Mary. |
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