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 lation, Thou wilt quicken me: * and Thou hast stretched forth Thy hand against the wrath of my enemies: and Thy right hand hath saved me.

The Lord will repay for me: * Thy mercy, O Lord, endureth for ever: O despise not the works of Thy hands.

Grant them eternal rest, O Lord,* and let perpetual light shine on them.

''Ant. ''Despise not, O Lord, the works of Thy hands.

V. I heard a voice from heaven, saying to me,

R. Blessed are the dead, who die in the Lord.

''Ant. ''All that.

y soul * doth magnify the Lord. And my spirit hath rejoiced * in God my Saviour.

Because He hath looked down on the lowliness of His handmaid, * for behold henceforth all generations will call me blessed.

Because He that is mighty hath done great things for me; * and holy is His name.