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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