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Maiden yet a mother,
daughter of thy Son,
high beyond all other,
lowlier is none;
thou the consummation
planning by God’s decree,
when our lost creation
nobler rose in thee!
Thus his day prepared,
he who all things made
‘mid his creature tarried,
in thy bosom laid;
there his love he nourished,
warmth that gave increase
to the root whence flourished
our eternal peace.
Noon on Sion’s mountain
is thy charity;
hope its living fountain
find, on earth, in thee:
lady, such thy power,
he, who grace would buy
not as of thy dower,
without wings would fly.
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