AMPHORA 
 
V 
 
Recovery from Sickness 
 
 
 THOU whose mystic Motherhood was fain 
To journey with us through the Land of Pain, 
Let not delight quench that which sorrow fanned. 
O journey with us through the Pleasant Land ! 
 
Arise, O soul !  be thy devotion’s dower 
Keener and gladder every glad keen hour ! 
The rays of praise outglitter and outrun 
The candid brilliance of the choral sun. 
 
Hear us, O Mary, blessed Queen of GOD ! 
Bless Thou the wreath as Thou hast blessed the rod ! 
Endow us from Thy star-embattled coast 
With the perfections of the HOLY GHOST ! 
Amen. 
 
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