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 Thou wast conceived, and of her flesh Didst our mortality assume.

Mother of grace! O Mary blest! To thee, sweet fount of life, we fly; Shield us through life, and take us hence To thy dear bosom, when we die.

O Jesu! born of Virgin bright, Immortal glory be to Thee; Praise to the Father infinite, And Holy Ghost eternally. Amen.

am the Mother of fair love, and of fear, and of knowledge, and of holy hope. R. Thanks be to God.

V. Pray for us, O holy Mother of God.

R. That we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ.

ehold, a virgin shall conceive, and bear a Son, and His name shall