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O Come, O Come, thou wounded stag,

                      at home on rugged ridge and crag

                      guide us who cut our feet on stone,

                     and bring us hope, whose bodies groan.

 

                                                               Rejoice! Rejoice! Atender cry

                                                               shall smooth our pian and lift us high.

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