Within the cloister blissful of thy sides

Within the cloister blissful of thy sides
Took man's shape the Eternal Love and Peace
Who of the trine compass Lord and guide is,
Whom Earth and Sea and Heaven out of release
Aye herien and thou, Virgin, wemless
Bore of thy body and dweltest maiden pure,
The creator of every creature.
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