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Apr 2021
Mary, lead the way and I'll follow,
Carry the light and lift my sorrow.
For I know this wretch will never rest
Until I lie in your Son's loving chest.
Mary, mother most dear, most blessed!
Until I lie in your Son's loving chest.
Lizzie
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Lizzie  24/F/New England, USA
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