Your help, propitious Mother, lend us.
And from the dreadful foe defend us.
Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit, as it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.
Hail, Ark of the Covenant, Solomon's throne
The rainbow you are through the Deluge that shone.
Bright bush of the vision, fair flowering rod!
Sweet morsel of Samson, sealed closet of God!
O, how befitting The Wisdom divine
To prepare for Himself A nature like Thine!
To which not a speck Of the error of Eve,
That taints all beside, For a moment could cleave.
My dwelling is in the highest heavens;
And my throne I have placed above the clouds.
Your help, propitious Mother, lend us.
And from the dreadful foe defend us.
Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit, as it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen
Hail, Virginal Mother, hail, temple divine;
The glory of angels and purity's shrine;
Hail, comfort of mourners, bright garden of joy;
Whose beauties the songs of all angels employ.
The type of your patience is victory's palm;
your chastity's figure the fragrance of balm.
Oh, blessed the clay Out of which you were wrought,
So utterly free From original blot,
Oh, city exalted. Bright orient gate,
What graces unite In your singular state!
Like a lily in the midst of thorns.
So among Adam's daughters is my beloved.
None
(Mid-Afternoon)
And from the dreadful foe defend us.
Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit, as it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen
Hail, city of refuge, the safety of all;
Hail tower of David, impregnable wall;
All flaming with zeal for man in his woe,
You crushed the head of his Stygian foe.
Invincible woman, Than Judith more bold,
Fair Abisag cherishing David of old;
Rachel a saviour To one people gave;
You a redeemer All nations to save.
All fair are you, my beloved.
And there was never a stain of Adam's sin in you.
