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She gave with joy her virgin breast; / She hid it not, she bared the breast / Which suckled that divinest babe! / Blessed, blessed were the breasts / Which the Saviour infant kiss'd; / And blessed, blessed was the mother / Who wrapp'd his limbs in swaddling clothes, / Singing placed him on her lap, / Hung o'er him with her looks of love, / And soothed him with a lulling motion. / Blessed! for she shelter'd him / From the damp and chilling air; / Blessed, blessed! for she lay / With such a bade in one blest bed, / Close as babes and mothers lie! / Blessed, blessed evermore, / With her virgin lips she kiss'd, / With her arms, and to her breast, / She embraced the babe divine, / Her babe divine the virgin mother! / There lives not on this ring of earth / A mortal that can sing her praise. / Mighty mother, virgin pure, / In the darkness and the night / For us she _bore_ the heavenly Lord!