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With meter 11.10.11.10, it is set to the tune EPIPHANY which was composed by English Anglican vicar, author, hymnologist and composer, Joseph Francis Thrupp (1827–1867) in 1848.
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Lyrics
Mary of Walsingham, Mother of Jesus,
Pray for thy Dowry, the land that we love;
England has need of thy powerful protection,
Pour on thy children thy gifts from above.
Thou who didst summon thy servant Richeldis,
Bidding her build to thine honour a Shrine,
Help us to follow in thy blessed footsteps,
Framing our lives on the pattern divine.
Countless the pilgrims whose footsteps have echoed
Down through the years along Walsingham’s Way;
Countless the prayers that thy children have offered;
Mary of Walsingham, hear us, we pray.
Many long years saw thine image neglected,
Only a few sought the help of thy prayers:
Walsingham’s Shrine now again in its beauty,
Welcomes each pilgrim who thither repairs.
Pray for us then, blessed Mary, our Mother,
Pray for thy children who kneel at thy Shrine,
Pray that thy Son upon this land beloved
Pour down his favours and blessings divine.
So shall we praise thee with ceaseless thanksgiving,
So shall we sing of thy love and thy power,
So shall we feel thy protection and comfort,
All through our lives and in death’s solemn hour.
Pray for thy Dowry, the land that we love;
England has need of thy powerful protection,
Pour on thy children thy gifts from above.
Thou who didst summon thy servant Richeldis,
Bidding her build to thine honour a Shrine,
Help us to follow in thy blessed footsteps,
Framing our lives on the pattern divine.
Countless the pilgrims whose footsteps have echoed
Down through the years along Walsingham’s Way;
Countless the prayers that thy children have offered;
Mary of Walsingham, hear us, we pray.
Many long years saw thine image neglected,
Only a few sought the help of thy prayers:
Walsingham’s Shrine now again in its beauty,
Welcomes each pilgrim who thither repairs.
Pray for us then, blessed Mary, our Mother,
Pray for thy children who kneel at thy Shrine,
Pray that thy Son upon this land beloved
Pour down his favours and blessings divine.
So shall we praise thee with ceaseless thanksgiving,
So shall we sing of thy love and thy power,
So shall we feel thy protection and comfort,
All through our lives and in death’s solemn hour.
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