A ve _ sanc-tis-si-ma
We lift our souls _ to thee,
O-ra _ pro no-bis, 't_is night-fall on the sea,
Watch us, _ while shad-ows lie
far o-ver the wat-er spread,
Hear the heart's lone-ly sigh _
Thine too hath bled.
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Thou who hast look'd on Death, _
Aid us _ when Death is near,
Whis-per of Heav'n to faith,
sweet mo-ther, sweet mo-ther, hear!
o-ra _ pro no-bis,
the wave must rock _ _ our sleep
o-ra ma-_-ter, o-ra, star of the deep.
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