The Immaculate Conception

God from all eternity
Made thee, Mary , fair and free;
Stains of sin are not in thee.

Fairest woman, thou'rt alone
White as snow on Lebanon ;
And thy face is like the sun.

Virgin, hear the ages tell
All thy praise in Israel ;
Hear thy people praise thee well.

God thy maker knows thy worth;
He has blessed thee from thy birth;
Blessed thee more than all on earth

Where thy fragrant beauty leads
One among the lilies feeds.
Draw us to the dewy meads
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