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Kingsdotter
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A WOMAN OF VIRTUE
A woman amongst women
You are precious now and then
Like an attentive mother Hen
How you wish your children will learn
Mother Mary I always yearn
Mother Mary never stern
It was an immaculate conception when
You conceived by th Spirit not sperm
Like a gentle Pen
You rested your baby in a safe Den
Blessed is thy fruit amongst men
Truly your son is Yes and Amen
Your love is clear to all thy brethren
Graciously you love your son's children
You were never a fern
Your good qualities more than ten
With outstanding humility you earn
Forever a place in the hearts of men and women
TITLE: HIS PAIN MY GAIN
A glorious day when you came
Into this world, you lived in pain
Blessed with a body that was so plain
Daily carrying my sin again
Our sinful burden your gain
When you walked this narrow lane
Your destiny it was to train
Although many said your word was lame
You were not one to feign
For till now your word remain
To us believers it is quite plain
How could they have been so insane?
You allowed sin's dirty stain
Access to your shining mane
For us you took the blame
Since you left the world is not the same
how could their hearts contain?
Untold persecution did they sustain
How could they maim?
Such a lamb as tame
But now your fame
Is in your everlasting name
Spreading like fresh showers of rain
Over a dry plain
A woman amongst women
You are precious now and then
Like an attentive mother Hen
How you wish your children will learn
Mother Mary I always yearn
Mother Mary never stern
It was an immaculate conception when
You conceived by th Spirit not sperm
Like a gentle Pen
You rested your baby in a safe Den
Blessed is thy fruit amongst men
Truly your son is Yes and Amen
Your love is clear to all thy brethren
Graciously you love your son's children
You were never a fern
Your good qualities more than ten
With outstanding humility you earn
Forever a place in the hearts of men and women
TITLE: HIS PAIN MY GAIN
A glorious day when you came
Into this world, you lived in pain
Blessed with a body that was so plain
Daily carrying my sin again
Our sinful burden your gain
When you walked this narrow lane
Your destiny it was to train
Although many said your word was lame
You were not one to feign
For till now your word remain
To us believers it is quite plain
How could they have been so insane?
You allowed sin's dirty stain
Access to your shining mane
For us you took the blame
Since you left the world is not the same
how could their hearts contain?
Untold persecution did they sustain
How could they maim?
Such a lamb as tame
But now your fame
Is in your everlasting name
Spreading like fresh showers of rain
Over a dry plain
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