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38 Virgin of all virgins, To thy shelter take us; Gentlest of the gentle, Chaste and gentle make us.

Still as on we journey, Help our weak endeavour; Till with thee and Jesus We rejoice for ever.

Through the highest heaven, To the all-holy Three, Father, Son, and Spirit, One same glory be.

 

the gifts thy hands bestow Each day and hour on me, 'Tis not the least, O Lord, to know That they all come from thee.

How Joyfully each day I ought Thy precepts to fulfil, Since I have been so early taught To do thy gracious will!

I cannot tell thee what my heart Would have me say to thee, For having taught me what thou art, And what I ought to be. 