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We, your servants, ascribe to You,
O Mother of God;
Thank offerings of victory,
O Champion Leader;
For we have been liberated from terror;
But as You have that invincible power;
Do you free us from every kind of danger;
So that we may cry to you.
Hail! O Virgin and Bride ever pure.
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