Prelude
              
                 The Angel exclaimed 
                  to her, full of grace: 
                  Rejoice, O pure Virgin; again I say rejoice! 
                  Your Son is risen from the grave on the third day 
                  and has raised the dead. 
                  Let all nations rejoice. 
                  Shine in splendor, O new Jerusalem! 
                  For the glory of the Lord is risen upon you, O Sion; 
                  sing with joy and rejoice! 
                  And you, pure Mother of God, rejoice in the resurrection of 
                  your Son.  
              
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