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.