Blessed Virgin Mother, daughter of your Son,
Highest of all women, humbler there is none.
When you bore the savior by divine decree,
You gave all creation new nobility.
When the Source of Hope sprang forth against Despair,
And the God of Love as nourished by your care,
Then the fire of grace did flourish and increase,
Spreading through the nations news of heav'nly peace.
You are loving kindness, ever know our need;
You are all compassion, gladly intercede,
You are all perfection In the human race,
Through your mediation we can share God's grace.
Dawn-star of the world's redemption,
Lo! we hail thee 'full of grace'!
Destined mother of the Savior
Promised to our fallen race,
Kings and prophets have foretold thee
And desired to see thy face.
Called by "God's divine election
To a wondrous destiny
And preserved by His protection
From all sin and evil free,
Mother of His Son Incarnate
Yet a virgin still to be.
Sorrow, pain and deep affliction
Marked thy pathway here on earth
From the moment of the 'Fiat'
To the day which saw His birth
And the dreadful consummation
In the mystery of His death.
But when He achieved our ransom
Raised aloft on Calvary,
Mother of mankind He named thee,
Of the souls He had redeemed.
A new Eve to guard the Eden
Of the Church's mystery.
Therefore now we praise the Father
And His well-beloved Son,
With the sanctifying Spirit
Ever reigning with Them One.
Praise we God, the One Eternal,
For the marvels He has done!