THE SAFE-GUARDING OF MY SOUL

My succour from all sinful harms

Be Thou, Almighty Father!

And Mary, who, within her arms

The King of Kings did gather!

And Michael, messenger to earth

From out the Heavenly City,

The Twelve of Apostolic worth,

And last the Lord of Pity!

That so my soul, encircled by their care,

Into Heaven's Golden Halls with joy may fare!

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