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Meditation

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Rorate Coeli desuper, et nubes pluant Justum.     Aperiatur Terra, et germinet Salvatorem.     No sudden thing of glory and fear         Was the Lord's coming; but the dear     Slow Nature's days followed each other     To form the Saviour from his Mother     -One of the children of the year.     The earth, the rain, received the trust,     -The sun and dews, to frame the Just.         He drew his daily life from these,         According to his own decrees     Who makes man from the fertile dust.     Sweet summer and the winter wild,     These brought him forth, the Undefiled.         The happy Springs renewed again         His daily bread, the growing grain,     The food and raiment of the Child.

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