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O Tree of Beauty! Tree of Light!

O Tree with royal purple dight!

Elect on whoe triumphal breat

Thoe holy limbs hould find their ret!

On whoe dear arms, o widely flung,

The weight of this world's ranom hung:

The price of human kind to pay,

And poil the Spoiler of his prey.

O Cros, our one reliance, hail!

This holy Paion-tide, avail

To give freh merit to the faint,

And pardon to the penitent.

To Thee, Eternal Three in One,

Let homage meet by all be done;

Whom by the Cros Thou dot retore,

Preerve and govern evermore.