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AGNUS DEI.

LAMB of God, whose awful beauty-
Shines within the darkest place,
So that devils veil their faces,
And the little ones find grace:
Agnus Dei, Agnus Dei !
Suffer us Thy feet to trace.

Lamb of God, whose perfect whiteness
Throws no shadow of a stain ;
Suffer us Thy fallen spirits
Something of Thy light to gain.
Agnus Dei, Agnus Dei !
Purify us by Thy pain.