For the heavier is their earthly woe,

Verily the heavenlier is their gain

In the mansions where

Sorrow and despair,

Yea, all moan shall cease

With the moan of immemorial seas.

And to save their threatened souls from sin,

Save them from the world, the flesh, the devil,

Men and Women break from bonds of kin

And in cloistered cell draw bar on evil,

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Worship on their knees

Sacred Images,

And all Saints above,

The Madonna, mystic Rose of love.

Mystic Rose of Maiden Motherhood,

Moon of Hearts immaculately mild,

Beaming o'er the turbulent times and rude

With the promise of her blessèd Child:

Whom pale Monks adore,

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