by Gertrude Von Le Fort

Your voice speaks:
Little child out of Eternity, now will I sing to thy mother! The song shall be fair as dawn-tinted snow.
Rejoice Mary Virgin, daughter of my earth, sister of my soul, rejoice, O joy of my joy!
I am as one who wanders through the night, but you are a house under stars.
I am a thirsty cup, but you are God's open sea.
Rejoice Mary Virgin, blessed are those who call you blessed, never more shall child of man lose hope.
I am one love for all, I shall never cease from saying: one of you has been exalted by the Lord.
Rejoice Mary Virgin, wings of my earth, crown of my soul, rejoice joy of my joy!
Blessed are those who call you blessed.

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