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To us, O Queen of sinless grace, Now at our prayer unveil thy face: Awake again thy beauty free; Return and make our Graces three. And with our thronging strength to the ends of the earth Thy myriad-voicèd loveliness go forth, To lead o'er all the world's wide ways God's everlasting praise, And every heart inspire With the joy of man in the beauty of Love's desire.
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