Maria! Thou hast heard my hymn
In joy and wo - in good and ill
Mother of God, be with me still
When the hours flew brightly by
And not a cloud obscured the sky
My soul, lest it should truant be
Thy grace did guide to thine and thee
Now, when storms of fate o'ercast
Darkly my present and my past
Let my future radiant shine
With sweet hopes of thee and thine"
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