2. And so to thee, my Mother, With filial faith I call, For Jesus dying gave thee As Mother to us all. To thee, O Queen of virgins, O Mother meek, to thee I run with trustful fondness, Like child to mother's knee. 3. See at thy feet a sinner, Groaning and weeping sore Ah! Throw thy mantle o'er me, And let me stray no more. Thy Son has died to save me, And from His throne on high His heart this moment yearneth For even such as I. 4. All, all His love remember, And oh! Remember too How prompt I am to purpose, How slow and frail to do. Yet scorn not my petitions, But patiently give ear, And help me, O my Mother, Most loving and most dear. Page 132-133 ---------- No. 86 THE BLESSED VIRGIN Hail, full of grace and purity The Rosary The Joyful Mysteries Father Conway, O. P. Isabella Montani Moderato 1. The Annunciation: Humility. Hail full of grace and purity! Meek Handmaid of the Lord, Hail model of humility! Chaste Mother of the Word. 2. The Visitation: Charity to our neighbors. By that pure love which prompted thee To seek thy cousin blest, Pray that the fires of charity May burn within our breast. 3. The Birth of Christ: Poverty. This blessing beg, O Virgin Queen, From Jesus through His birth, By holy poverty to wean Our hearts from things of earth. 4. Presentation in the Temple: Obedience. Most Holy Virgin Maiden mild, Obtain for us, we pray, To imitate thy Holy Child, By striving to obey. 5. The finding of Our Lord: Love Him and His service. By thy dear Son, restored to thee, This grace for us implore, To serve our Lord most faithfully, And love Him more and more. 6. Concluding Verse. Queen of the Holy Rosary, With tender love look down, And bless the hearts that offer thee This chaplet for thy crown. Page 134-135 ---------- No. 87 THE BLESSED VIRGIN Hear thy children, gentlest Mother Children's Hymn to Our Lady Father Stanfield M. Haydn Arr. by N. A. M. Moderato 1. Hear thy children, gentlest Mother, Pray'rful hearts to thee arise; Hear us while our evening Ave Soars beyond the starry skies. Darkling shadows fall around us, Stars their silent watches keep; Hush the heart oppress'd with sorrow, Dry the tears of those who weep. 2. Hear, sweet Mother, hear the weary, Borne upon life's troubled sea; Gentle guiding Star of Ocean, Lead thy children home to thee. Still watch o'er us, dearest Mother, From thy beauteous throne above; Guard us from all harm and danger, 'Neath thy shelt'ring wings of love. Page 136 ---------- No. 88 THE BLESSED VIRGIN O Most holy one O Sanctissima Translated by Rev. J. M. Raker Sicilian Melody Arr. by N. A. M. Slowly, with devotion 1. O most holy one, O most lowly one, Dearest Virgin Maria! Mother of fair Love, Home of the Spirit Dove Ora, ora pro nobis. 2. Help us in sadness drear, Port of gladness near, Virgin Mother Maria! In pity heading, Hear our pleading, Ora, ora pro nobis.