Precious One, Lingering Hope
Chastened by christening light
The time has come
For thy divine blight to enter thy kingdom above
O Saints of reparation
Sing thee of adulation
For thy Mother does uphold her creed
Praising the Son of God
Thy feet restore
Thy homage we bestow
Thy lingering hope we hold
Deep within thy bosom holy
By thy watchful stride
And thy calmness I pride
I beseech thee to have me to hold
To calm my spirit that grieves within my being
And keep me safe in your loving emblazon
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