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Hail Mary, Gentle Woman

Hail Mary, full of grace,
the Lord is with you.
Blessed are you among women
and blest is the fruit of your womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God,
pray for us sinners now
and at the hour of death.
Amen.


Gentle woman, quiet light,
morning star, so strong and bright,
gentle Mother, peaceful dove,
teach us wisdom; teach us love.

You were chosen by the Father;
you were chosen for the Son.
You were chosen from all women
and for woman, shining one.


Gentle woman, quiet light,
morning star, so strong and bright,
gentle Mother, peaceful dove,
teach us wisdom; teach us love.

Blessed are you among women,
blest in turn all women, too.
Blessed they with peaceful spirits.
Blessed they with gentle hearts.


Gentle woman, quiet light,
morning star, so strong and bright,
gentle Mother, peaceful dove,
teach us wisdom; teach us love.

Carey Landry








The Angel Gabriel

The angel Gabriel from heaven came
His wings as drifted snow his eyes as flame
"All hail" said he "thou lowly maiden Mary,
Most highly favored lady," Gloria!

"For known a blessed mother thou shalt be,
All generations laud and honor thee,
Thy Son shall be Emmanuel, by seers foretold
Most highly favored lady," Gloria!

Then gentle Mary meekly bowed her head
"To me be as it pleaseth God," she said,
"My soul shall laud and magnify his holy name."
Most highly favored lady. Gloria!

Of her, Emmanuel, the Christ was born
In Bethlehem, all on a Christmas morn
And Christian folk throughout the world will ever say:
"Most highly favored lady," Gloria!








Regina Caeli

Regina caeli, laetare, alleluia,
Quia quem meruisti portare, alleluia,
Resurrexit sicut dixit, alleluia,
Ora pro nobis Deum, alleluia.

O Queen of heaven, be joyful, alleluia,
For He whom you have humbly borne for us, alleluia,
Has arisen, as He promised, alleluia,
Offer now our prayer to God, alleluia.



At the Cross Her Station Keeping

At the cross her station keeping,
Stood the mournful Mother weeping,
Close to Jesus to the last.

Through her heart, His sorrow sharing,
All His bitter anguish bearing,
Now at length the sword had pass'd.

Oh, how sad and sore distress'd
Was that Mother highly blest
Of the sole-begotten One!

Christ above in torment hangs;
She beneath beholds the pangs
Of her dying glorious Son.

Is there one who would not weep,
Whelm'd in miseries so deep
Christ's dear Mother to behold?

Can the human heart refrain
From partaking in her pain,
In that Mother's pain untold?

Bruis'd, derided, curs'd, defil'd,
She beheld her tender child
All with bloody scourges rent.

For the sins of His own nation,
Saw Him hang in desolation,
Till His spirit forth He sent.

O thou Mother! fount of love!
Touch my spirit from above;
Make my heart with thine accord.

Make me feel as thou hast felt;
Make my soul to glow and melt
With the love of Christ our Lord.

Holy Mother! pierce me through;
In my heart each wound renew
Of my Saviour crucified.

Let me share with thee His pain,
Who for all my sins was slain,
Who for me in torments died.

Let me mingle tears with thee,
Mourning Him who mourn'd for me,
All the days that I may live.

By the cross with thee to stay,
There with thee to weep and pray,
Is all I ask of thee to give.

Virgin of all virgins best,
Listen to my fond request
Let me share thy grief divine.

Let me, to my latest breath,
In my body bear the death
Of that dying Son of thine.

Wounded with His every wound,
Steep my soul till it hath swoon'd
In His very blood away.

Be to me, O Virgin, nigh,
Lest in flames I burn and die,
In His awful Judgment day.

Christ, when Thou shalt call me hence,
Be Thy Mother my defence,
Be Thy cross my victory.

While my body here decays,
May my soul Thy goodness praise,
Safe in Paradise with Thee.

***

At the cross her station keeping,
Mary stood in sorrow, weeping,
When her Son was crucified.

While she waited in her anguish,
Seeing Christ in torment languish,
Bitter sorrow pierced her heart.

With what pain and desolation,
With what noble resignation,
Mary watched her dying Son.

Ever patient in her yearning,
Though her tear-filled eyes were burning,
Mary gazed upon her Son.

Who, that sorrow contemplating,
On that passion meditating,
Would not share the Virgin's grief?

Christ she saw, for our salvation,
Scourged with cruel acclamation,
Bruised and beaten by the rod.

Christ she saw with life-blood failing,
All her anguish unavailing,
Saw him breathe his very last.

Mary, fount of love's devotion,
Let me share with true emotion
All the sorrow you endured.

Virgin, ever interceding,
Hear me in my fervent pleading:
Fire me with your love of Christ.

Mother, may this prayer be granted:
That Christ's love may be implanted
In the depths of my poor soul.

At the cross, your sorrow sharing,
All your grief and torment bearing,
Let me stand and mourn with you.

Fairest maid of all creation,
Queen of hope and consolation,
Let me feel your grief sublime.

Virgin, in your love befriend me,
At the Judgement Day defend me.
Help me by your constant prayer.

Saviour, when my life shall leave me,
Through your mother's prayers receive me
With the fruits of victory.

Let me to your love be taken,
Let my soul in death awaken
To the joys of Paradise.

***

Stabat Mater

Stabat Mater dolorosa
Juxta Crucem lacrimosa,
Dum pendebat Filius.

Cujus animam gementem,
Contristatam et dolentem,
Pertransivit gladius.

O quam tristis et afflicta
Fuit illa benedicta
Mater Unigeniti!

Quem maerebat, et dolebat,
Pia Mater, dum videbat
Nati paenas inclyti.

Quis est homo, qui non fleret,
Matrem Christi si videret
In tanto supplicio?

Quis non posset contristari,
Christi Matrem contemplari
Dolentem cum Filio?

Pro peccatis suae gentis
Vidit Jesum in tormentis,
Et flagellis subditum.

Vidit suum dulcem natum
Moriendo desolatum,
Dum emisit spiritum.

Eia Mater, fons amoris,
Me sentire vim doloris
Fac, ut tecum lugeam.

Fac, ut ardeat cor meum
In amando Christum Deum,
Ut sibi complaceam.

Sancta Mater, istud agas,
Crucifixi fige plagas
Cordi meo valide.

Tui nati vulnerati,
Tam dignati pro me pati,
Paenas rnecum divide.

Fac me tecum pie flere,
Crucifixo condolere,
Donec ego vixero.

Juxta Crucem tecum stare,
Et me tibi sociare
In planctu desidero.

Virgo virginum praeclara,
Mihi jam non sis amara:
Fac me tecum plangere.

Fac, ut portem Christi mortem
Passionis fac consortum,
Et plagas recolere.

Fac me plagis vulnerari
Fac me cruce inebriari,
Et cruore Filii.

Flammis ne urar succensus
Per te, Virgo, sim defensus
In die judicii.

Christe, cum sit hinc exire,
Da per Matrem me venire,
Ad palmam victoriae.

Quando corpus morietur,
Fac, ut animae donetur
Paradisi gloria.




Ave Maria

Gratia plena
Dominus tecum
Benedicta tu in mulieribus
Et benedictus fructus
Ventris tui, Jesus
Santa Maria, Santa Maria
Maria, ora pro nobis
Nobis peccatoribus
Nunc et in hora
Mortis nostrae
Amen





Hail, Holy Queen Enthroned Above

Hail, holy Queen enthroned above, O Maria.
Hail, Queen of mercy and of love, O Maria.
Triumph, all ye Cherubim;
Sing with us, ye Seraphim.
Heav'n and earth resound the hymn:
Salve, Salve, Salve, Regina.

The cause of joy to all below, O Maria.
The spring through which all graces flow, O Maria.
Angels, all your praises bring;
Earth and heaven, with us sing;
All creation echoing:
Salve, Salve, Salve, Regina.

O gentle, loving, holy one, O Maria.
The God of light became your Son, O Maria.
Triumph, all ye Cherubim;
Sing with us, ye Seraphim.
Heav'n and earth resound the hymn:
Salve, Salve, Salve, Regina.

Contractus Hermannus







Holy is His Name

My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord
And my spirit exalts in God my savior
For He has looked with mercy on my lowliness
And my name will be forever exalted
For the mighty God has done great things for me
And His mercy will reach from age to age

And holy, holy, holy is His name
And holy, holy, holy is His name

He has mercy in every generation
He has revealed His power and His glory
He has cast down the mighty in their arrogance
And has lifted up the meek and the lowly
He has come to help His servant Israel
He remembered His promise to our fathers

And holy, holy, holy is His name
Holy, holy, holy is His name

John Michael Talbot





Highly Favoured One

Mary, highly favoured one,
Sister in faith,
Mother of all who believe.

Mary, highly favoured one,
Pilgrim in life,
Message of hope on the way.

Vision of faith, pray with us now.
Seeker of truth lead us to God.
Bearer of Christ,
Teach us to be open and free.


Mary, image of faithfulness,
Woman of strength,
Woman of song, Blessed one.

Mary, prayerful listening one,
Disciple of Christ,
keeping God's word, Holy One.

Vision of faith, pray with us now.
Seeker of truth lead us to God.
Bearer of Christ,
Teach us to be open and free.


Mary, bearer of good news,
Proclaimer of peace, justice and love,
Voice of the poor.

Vision of faith, pray with us now.
Seeker of truth lead us to God.
Bearer of Christ,
Teach us to be open and free.

Paul Coates
Timothy Crowley



Gentle Virgin Mother

Gentle Virgin Mother,
Blest above all other,
Guiding star of ocean,
Lead us to salvation.

Now with Gabriel's blessing,
We, your grace confessing,
Offer you our greeting,
For your peace entreating.

Break the bonds that chain us,
Heav'nly mercy gain us,
Free us from our blindness
In your loving kindness.

Mother of Salvation,
hear our supplication,
To our Saviour pleading,
Kindly interceding.

Teach us, maiden lowly,
To be pure and holy,
So by your endeavor
We rejoice forever.

The Virgin Mary

The Virgin Mary had a baby boy,
the Virgin Mary had a baby boy,
the Virgin Mary had a baby boy,
and they say that his name was Jesus.
He come from the glory,
he come from the glorious kingdom,
He come from the glory,
he come from the glorious kingdom,
O yes, believer,
O yes, believer,
he come from the glory,
he come from the glorious kingdom.

The angels sang when the baby born,
the angels sang when the baby born,
the angels sang when the baby born,
and proclaim him the baby Jesus.
He come from the glory,
he come from the glorious kingdom,
He come from the glory,
he come from the glorious kingdom,
O yes, believer,
O yes, believer,
he come from the glory,
he come from the glorious kingdom.

The shepherds came where the baby born,
the shepherds came where the baby born,
the shepherds came where the baby born,
and they say that his name was Jesus.
He come from the glory,
he come from the glorious kingdom,
He come from the glory,
he come from the glorious kingdom,
O yes, believer,
O yes, believer,
he come from the glory,
he come from the glorious kingdom.

The wise men saw where the baby born,
the wise men saw where the baby born,
the wise men saw where the baby born,
and they say that his name was Jesus.
He come from the glory,
he come from the glorious kingdom,
He come from the glory,
he come from the glorious kingdom,
O yes, believer,
O yes, believer,
he come from the glory,
he come from the glorious kingdom.


What Child is This?

What Child is this, Who, laid to rest,
On Mary's lap is sleeping?
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet,
While shepherds watch are keeping?
This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary!

Why lies He in such mean estate,
Where ox and ass are feeding?
Good Christian, fear: for sinners here
The silent Word is pleading:
Nails, spear, shall pierce Him through,
The Cross be borne, for me, for you:
Hail, hail the Word made flesh,
The Babe, the Son of Mary!

So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh,
Come peasant, king, to own Him,
The King of kings salvation brings,
Let loving hearts enthrone Him.
Raise, raise the song on high,
The Virgin sings her lullaby:
Joy, joy for Christ is born,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.

William Chatterton Dix







Magnificat: My Soul Rejoices

My soul rejoices in God, my Saviour.
My spirit finds its joy in God, the living God.
My soul proclaims your mighty deeds.
My spirit sings the greatness of your name.

My soul rejoices in God, my Saviour.
My spirit finds its joy in God, the living God.
Your mercy flows throughout the land
and ev'ry generation knows your love.

My soul rejoices in God, my Saviour.
My spirit finds its joy in God, the living God.
You cast the mighty from their thrones
and raise the poor and lowly to new life.

My soul rejoices in God, my Saviour.
My spirit finds its joy in God, the living God.
You fill the hungry with good things.
With empty hands you send the rich away.

My soul rejoices in God, my Saviour.
My spirit finds its joy in God, the living God.
Just as you promised Abraham,
you come to free your people, Israel.

Luke 1:46-55
Owen Alstott




Salve, Regina

Salve, Regina, mater misericordiae;
Vita, dulcedo et spes nostra salve.
Ad te clamamus, exsules filii Hevae.
Ad te suspiramus, gementes et flentes
in hac lacrimarum valle.
Eia ergo, advocata nostra,
illos tuos misericordes oculos ad nos converte.
Et Jesum, benedictum fructum ventris tui,
nobis post hoc exsilium ostende.
O clemens, o pia, o dulcis Virgo Maria.



Sing of Mary, Pure and Lowly

Sing of Mary, pure and lowly,
Virgin Mother undefiled.
Sing of God's own Son most holy,
who became her little child.
Fairest child of fairest Mother,
God the Lord who came to earth,
Word made flesh, our very brother,
takes our nature by his birth.


Sing of Jesus, son of Mary,
in the home at Nazareth.
Toil and labour cannot weary
love enduring unto death.
Constant was the love he gave her,
though he went forth from her side,
forth to preach, and heal, and suffer,
till on Calvary he died.


Sing of Mary, sing of Jesus,
holy Mother's holier son.
From his throne in heav'n he sees us,
thither calls us ev'ry one,
where he welcomes home his Mother
to a place at his right hand,
there his faithful servants gather,
there the crowned victors stand.


Joyful Mother, full of gladness,
in your arms your Lord was borne.
Mournful Mother, full of sadness,
all your heart with pain was torn.
Glorious Mother, now rewarded
with a crown at Jesus' hand,
age to age your name recorded
shall be blest in every land.


Glory be to God the Father;
glory be to God the Son;
glory be to God the Spirit;
glory to the Three in One.
From the heart of blessed Mary,
from all saints the song ascends,
and the Church the strain re-echoes
unto earth's remotest ends.


Roland Ford Palmer







The Angelus

The Angel of the Lord declared unto Mary
And she conceived of the Holy Spirit

Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee
Blessed art thou among women
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus
Holy Mary, mother of God
pray for us sinners
now and in the hour of our death. Amen



Behold the handmaid of the Lord
Be it done unto me according to thy word

Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee
Blessed art thou among women
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus
Holy Mary, mother of God
pray for us sinners
now and in the hour of our death. Amen



And the Word was made Flesh
And dwelt among us

Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee
Blessed art thou among women
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus
Holy Mary, mother of God
pray for us sinners
now and in the hour of our death. Amen



Pray for us, O Holy Mother of God
That we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ

Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee
Blessed art thou among women
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus
Holy Mary, mother of God
pray for us sinners
now and in the hour of our death. Amen



Let us pray

Pour forth we beseech Thee O Lord thy grace
Into our hearts
That we to whom the Incarnation of Christ, Thy Son
was made known by the message of an Angel
may by His Passion and Cross
be brought to the glory of His Resurrection
Through the same Christ our Lord. Amen







Magnificat Anima Mea

Tell out, my soul, the greatness of the Lord!
Unnumbered blessings give my spirit voice;
Tender to me the promise of his word;
In God my Saviour shall my heart rejoice.

Tell out, my soul, the greatness of his name!
Make known his might, the deeds his arm has done;
His mercy sure, from age to age the same;
His holy name - the Lord, the mighty One.

Tell out, my soul, the greatness of his might!
Powers and dominions lay their glory by;
Proud hearts and stubborn wills are put to flight,
The hungry fed, the humble lifted high.

Tell out, my soul, the glories of his word!
Firm is his promise, and his mercy sure.
Tell out, my soul, the greatness of the Lord
To children's children and for evermore!

Luke 1:46-55
Timothy Dudley-Smith






Mary The Dawn

Mary the Dawn, Christ the Perfect Day;
Mary the Gate, Christ the Heavenly Way!

Mary the Root, Christ the Mystic Vine;
Mary the Grape, Christ the Sacred Wine!

Mary the Wheat-Sheaf, Christ the Living Bread;
Mary the Rose-Tree, Christ the Rose blood-red!

Mary the Font, Christ the Cleansing Flood;
Mary the Chalice, Christ the Saving Blood!


Mary the Temple; Christ the Temple's Lord;
Mary the Shrine, Christ the God adored!

Mary the Beacon, Christ the Haven's Rest;
Mary the Mirror, Christ the Vision Blest!

Mary the Mother, Christ the Mother's Son.
Both ever blest while endless ages run.
Amen.

Justin Mulcahy



Virgin-Born, We Bow Before Thee

Virgin-born, we bow before thee:
Blessed was the womb that bore thee;
Mary, Mother meek and mild,
Blessed was she in her Child.
Blessed was the breast that fed thee;
Blessed was the hand that led thee;
Blessed was the parent’s eye
That watched thy slumbering infancy.

Blessed she by all creation,
Who brought forth the world’s salvation,
And blessed they, for ever blest,
Who love thee most and serve thee best.
Virgin-born, we bow before thee;
Blessed was the womb that bore thee;
Mary, Mother meek and mild,
Blessed was she in her Child.




Hail Queen of Heaven, The Ocean Star

Hail, Queen of Heaven, the ocean Star,
Guide of the wanderer here below,
Thrown on life's surge, we claim thy care:
Save us from peril and from woe.
Mother of Christ, star of the sea,
Pray for the wanderer, pray for me.

O gentle, chaste and spotless Maid,
From sin's domain God kept thee free,
Plead with thy Son, for He has paid
The price of our iniquity.
Virgin most pure, star of the sea,
Pray for the sinner, pray for me.

And while to Him who reigns above,
In Godhead One, in Persons Three,
The source of life, of grace and love,
Homage we pay on bended knee.
Mother and Queen, star of the sea,
Pray for thy children, pray for me.

John Lingard





There Is Nothing Told

There is nothing told about this woman,
But that she had once become engaged,
And an angel addressed her and said:
"You are blessed among all your kind."

On this day all earth and all paradise
join in naming you happy and blessed;
Virgin Mary, blessed are you.


There is nothing told about this woman,
But that she had brought into the world,
In the land of Judea, her son;
For some shepherds have passed on this tale.

On this day all earth and all paradise
join in naming you happy and blessed;
Virgin Mary, blessed are you.


There is nothing told about this woman,
But that she had searched for three long days
For her child who was busy elsewhere,
And her heart then did not understand.

On this day all earth and all paradise
join in naming you happy and blessed;
Virgin Mary, blessed are you.


There is nothing told about this woman,
But that she at Cana was a guest,
And that Jesus changed water to wine,
So that all might believe who he was.

On this day all earth and all paradise
join in naming you happy and blessed;
Virgin Mary, blessed are you.


There is nothing told about this woman,
But that she was standing by the cross
When her son stretched his arms out on high.
And met death with a thief on each side.

On this day all earth and all paradise
join in naming you happy and blessed;
Virgin Mary, blessed are you.


There is nothing told about this woman,
But that she was one in prayer with those
Upon whom tongues of fire did descend,
And the Spirit baptized them with flame.

On this day all earth and all paradise
join in naming you happy and blessed;
Virgin Mary, blessed are you.

Christopher Willcock