1 Bright Mother of our Maker, hail!
Thou Virgin ever blest;
The ocean's star by which we sail,
And gain the port of rest;
2 Whilst we this ave thus to thee
From Gabriel's mouth rehearse,
Prevail that peace our lot may be,
And Eva's name reverse.
3 Release our long-entangled mind,
From all the snares of ill;
With heavenly light instruct the blind,
And all our vows fulfil.
4 Exert for us a Mother's care,
And us thy children own:
Prevail with Him to hear our prayer,
Whose chose to be thy Son.
5 O spotless Maid! whose virtues shine
With brightest purity,
Each section of our lives refine,
And make us pure like thee.
6 Bright Mother of our Maker, hail!
Thou Virgin ever blessed,
The ocean's star by which we sail,
And gain the port of rest.
First Line: | Bright Mother of our Maker, hail |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |