  “BlessÈd art Thou among women, Mary!” Through white wings, The angel brings Of a Saviour’s birth annunciation— Tidings of great joy to one afraid. “BlessÈd art thou Simon, son of Jonah!” In his power, His smile as dower, Of His Church’s birth, annunciation Is by God Himself, no angel, made. BlessÈd art Thou, Mary; blessÈd, Peter! But the grace Of God’s own face Is on Peter for annunciation, When he speaks, by flesh and blood unswayed. |
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