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O’ Lady,

​​​O' Heaven's heart​

O' Testament of love,

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Lady of a thousand names, without description,​

Which ashes cannot dim, nor wane of time,

Before a world that embraces dark, for light,

false, for truth, ugly, for beauty,

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O' Immaculate Heart,

Dimmed not by error, nor errant hearts,​

built on a house of lie,

For is evil, not ignorance?​

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O’ Immaculate Heart,

Glimmering soul, freed from stain,

perfection of life's Artist,​

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O' rock of humility,

Star of piety, most adored of High,

Brighten our minds, ​strengthen us

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O’ hope of Martyrs,​

O’ Queen of Saints,​

O' Loadstar,

of our ship of fools,​

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For we are lost, of childhood's innocence,

though remain, children,​

Whilst we desire to be your pious child.

For impurity cannot stand,

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Thy tears shed,over the ebb of eternity,

for souls dashed on the shouls of vanity,​

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For thy blind trust, lost in The Lord’s love,​

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O’ Arc of the Covenant,​

O’ New Eve,​

O’ First of Heaven,​

O' Well Spring of Creation,​

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Whose names shake the foundations of Hell,

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Gratias tibi, PaterCaelestis,

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For with the Son, His perfect

goodness, beauty,

love, mercy,​

Gratias, Mother.

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For, notwithstanding,

the central figure of Our Age . . .​

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Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness,

Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness,​

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O’ Heavenly advocate, pray for us,​

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That we may be

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Thy Apostle of Love