Loving mother of our Redeemer Lord,
A virgin ever so pulchritudinous,
Do not, we beseech you please, from us withhold
Your deep maternal love so very precious.
Oh, through your intercession, we beg a world
Free from every earthly strife and discord.
Mother pure, look down from heaven and behold
All of us, your children, as each continues,
No resting, to strive hard for all that’s good,
And relieve them all of their worldly sorrows.
Oh clement and chosen Handmaid of the Lord,
Assist them in asking our dear gracious
God to keep them when their times end in this world.
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