Poetry

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No stars in the sky,are as bright,as your eyes,
most holy mother,please grant your eerring child,
to become more meek ,and mild,and not become so unkind,your gracious graces,can help all cases,and
the favours also you may impart,can change the
most obdurate heart,and make it like the SACRED
HEART,your precious SON,WHO IS OUR LORD ,AND GOD,
who can save all sinners from an evil flood,where
poor souls can be lost through their doing no good,
as the MOTHER OF GOD'S ETERNAL SON,WITH THE HOLY
SPIRIT,the three are one,and now you are the MOTHER
of each and everyone,created BY GOD,before all
time begun. Joe.

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