Dear Blessed Mother, to you we come,
You are our Mother most pure and the one,
From among all of our race;
Is our mother most prudent, our mother, most chaste;

Our Mother most powerful and merciful too,
Our tainted nature’s one boast is you.
Our Mother so meek, our Mother so mild
Our Mother most powerful and undefiled.

Our Gate of Heaven, as told from of old
You’re the Ark of the Covenant, and House of Gold.
You’re the health of the sick, upon you we lean.
You are our Mother.  You are our Queen.

Mystical rose, like you, there is no other,
We give all to Jesus, through you our Mother.
Take our feeble works, and when we are done
Shine them all up and give them to your Son.

Be with our loved ones, lost and astray,
Reach their troubled hearts, in your motherly way.
Comfort their souls, confused and undone.
Show them the way to true joy in your Son.

Show us how Mary, with grace from above
to reach our loved ones with your motherly love.
We honor you Mary, our Mother most pure,
The Church’s Mother, our mother and more.

We thank you for granting us so many graces,
For helping us run all of life’s races.
Immaculate Mary, like you, there can be no other,
Thank you, dear Mary, for being our mother.