Sorry Joe ..... I probably should have done that in the first place.
Here it is anyway.   The verses are quiet straightforward ..... it was the chorus/refrain that intrigued me.



THE SEVEN JOYS

The first good joy our Lady had
It was the joy of one
It was to see her own dear Son
Sucking at her breast bone

       The rising of the sun
       The running of the deer
       The playing of the merry organ
       Sweet singing in the choir
       Ah, Blessed then is our Lady
       Blessed then is she
       For this is one of seven joys
       Sprung from our dear Lady

The next good joy our Lady had
It was the joy of two
It was to see her own dear Son
To make the lame to go

The next good joy our Lady had
It was the joy of three
It was to see her own dear Son
To make the blind to see

The next good joy our Lady had
It was the joy of four
It was to see her own dear Son
To read the Bible o'er

The next good joy our Lady had
It was the joy of five
It was to see her own dear Son
Rise from the dead to life

The next good joy our Lady had
It was the joy of six
It was to see her own dear Son
Wearing the Crucifix

The next good joy our Lady had
It was the joy of seven
It was to see her own dear Son
To wear the crown of Heaven



This version is found in the Bodleian Broadside Library
Printed by   T Bloomer of Birmingham 1817 - 1827
             D Wrighton of Birmingham 1812 - 1830
             W & T Fordyce of Newcastle   1832 - 1842