Seven Joys of Our Lady

I.

Rejoice ! O sinless child of Eve,
Who didst at Gabriel's word conceive
The Saviour of our race.

II.
Rejoice ! O prodigy of earth !
Tho' poor, yet painless, was the birth
Of Christ, thy Child of Grace.

III.
Rejoice ! for lo, the Eastern kings
In homage bring their offerings ;
The choicest of the land.

IV.
Rejoice ! O thou with sorrow torn :
Behold, at length, thy lost first born
Amidst the Doctors' band.

V.
Rejoice ! not long the parting dread :
For He, whom thou didst mourn as dead,
Has risen from the grave.

VI.
Rejoice ! thy Child ascends on high,
And gains His palace in the sky,
Our guilty souls to save.

VII.
Rejoice ! to thee at length 'twas given
To mount the clouds. O Queen of Heaven,
We thy protection crave.

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