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 All glory while the ages run Be to the Father, and the Son Who rose from death; the same to Thee, O Holy Ghost eternally. Amen.

100 days'; 300 on Whit Sunday.

Hail, thou star of ocean! Portal of the sky! Ever Virgin Mother Of the Lord most high!

Oh! by Gabriel's Ave, Utter'd long ago, Eva's name reversing. Grant us peace below.

Break the captive's fetters; Light on blindness pour; All our ills expelling. Every bliss implore.

Show thyself a mother; Offer Him our sighs. Who for us incarnate Did not thee despise.