Oh Mary, crowned by twelve stars,
Mother of men and Mother of God,
On whose request the first miracle was made,
Whom the angel called blessed among Women.
You yielded to the will of God even though severe,
A sword shall pierce your heart said the prophet,
You carried your work without glamour or fare,
When all flew away you stood by the cross.
God protected you from all vile,
Virgin most prudent chosen by God since the fall of first man,
The perfect Women he chose as Mother to his only son,
Even the demon flees when your name is uttered in heaven and earth.
You were rose to heaven in Body and in Soul,
To be Queen of all Angels and Men for eternity,
Oh Mother Divine, Oh Virgin most Holy,
Pray for us till one day we see you face to face with Christ you Son.
Mother of men and Mother of God,
On whose request the first miracle was made,
Whom the angel called blessed among Women.
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| Mother of Perpetual Succor |
You yielded to the will of God even though severe,
A sword shall pierce your heart said the prophet,
You carried your work without glamour or fare,
When all flew away you stood by the cross.
God protected you from all vile,
Virgin most prudent chosen by God since the fall of first man,
The perfect Women he chose as Mother to his only son,
Even the demon flees when your name is uttered in heaven and earth.
You were rose to heaven in Body and in Soul,
To be Queen of all Angels and Men for eternity,
Oh Mother Divine, Oh Virgin most Holy,
Pray for us till one day we see you face to face with Christ you Son.
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