For Mary, Mother of our Lord, god's holy name be praised; she first the Son of God adored as on her child she gazed. Bravely, the Virgin pure believed -though hard the task assigned- and by the Holy Ghost conceived the Saviour of 'man'kind. God's handmaid, she at once obeyed by her 'Your will be done'; the second Eve love's answer made which our redemption won. The busy world gave little space and time for God on earth; a cattle stable was the place where Mary gave him birth. She gave her body as God's shrine, her heart to piercing pain; she felt the cost of love divine when Jesus Christ was slain. Dear Mary, from your lowliness and home in Galilee, flow out a joy and holiness to every family. Hail Mary, you are full of grace, above all women blessed, and blessed your Son whom you embrace, in birth and death confessed.