R. How precious is

this Virgin’s sweet virginity,

a closéd

gate

whose womb

divinity most holy with

its warmth has flooded so

a flower sprung within it.

R. The Son of God has come forth from

her hidden chamber like the dawn.

V. And so the sweet and tender shoot—

her Son—

has through her womb’s enclosure

opened Paradise.

R. The Son of God has come forth from

her hidden chamber like the dawn.