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 of Thy wings: my soul cleaveth unto Thee; Thy right hand upholdeth me.

But they seek my soul in vain: they shall go into the lower parts of the earth: they shall be delivered into the power of the sword: they shall be portions for foxes.

But the king shall rejoice in God, all they that swear by Him shall be praised: because the mouth of them that speak wicked things is stopped.

Glory be, etc.

e run after the sweet smell of Thine ointments; maidens love Thee exceedingly.

lessed art thou, daughter,* of the Lord, for, through thee do we share in the fruit of life.

ear not, Mary: thou hast found grace before the Lord: behold, thou shalt conceive, and shalt bring forth a Son, Alleluia.

he Lord shall give unto Him * the throne of David His father, and He shall reign for ever.