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HYMN
Hail, Solomon's
Throne!
Pure Ark of the law,
Fair Rainbow and Bush,
Which the patriarch saw!
Hail, Gedeon's Fleece!
Hail, blossoming rod!
Samson's sweet Honeycomb!
Portal of God!
Well-fitting it was
That a Son so divine
Should preserve from all touch
Of original sin,
Nor suffer by smallest
Defect to be stained
That Mother, whom He
For Himself had ordained.
Amen.
V. I dwell in the highest.
R. And my throne is on the pillar of the clouds.
V. O Lady, aid, etc. (with the prayer as above).
At Sext
V. O Lady, make speed etc.
