3. Call we fearfully, Sadly, tearfully, Save us now, O Maria! Let us not languish, Heal thou our anguish, Ora, ora pro nobis. 4. Mother, Maiden fair, Look with loving care, Hear our pray'r, O Maria! Our sorrow feeling, Send us thy healing, Ora, ora pro nobis. Page 137 ---------- No. 89 THE BLESSED VIRGIN Mother of Christ Nicola A. Montani Not too slow (alla breve) 1. Mother of Christ, Mother of Christ, What shall I ask of thee? I do not sigh for the wealth of earth, For joys that fade and flee; But, Mother of Christ, Mother of Christ, This do I long to see, The bliss untold which thine arms enfold, The treasure upon thy knee. 2. Mother of Christ, Mother of Christ, What shall I do for thee? I love thy Son with my whole strength My only King shall he be. Yes, Mother of Christ, Mother of Christ, This I do ask of thee, Of all that are dear or cherished here, None shall be dear as He. 3. Mother of Christ, Mother of Christ, I toss on a stormy sea, O lift thy child as beacon high To the port where I fain would be, Then, Mother of Christ, Mother of Christ, This do I ask of thee, When the voyage is o'er, O stand on the shore And show Him at last to me. Page 138 ---------- No. 90 THE BLESSED VIRGIN Raise your voices, vales and mountains Causa nostra laetitiae St. Alphonsus Liguori Translated by Rev. E. Vaughan William Schultes (1815-1879) Arr. by N. A. M. Joyfully (alla breve) 1. Raise your voices, vales and mountains, Flow'ry meadows, streams and fountains, Praise, O praise the loveliest Maiden The Creator ever made. 2. Murm'ring brooks your tribute bringing, Little birds with joyful singing, Come with mirthful praises laden To your Queen be homage paid. 3. Like a sun with splendor glowing Gleams thy heart with love o'erflowing, Like the moon in starry heaven Shines thy peerless purity. 4. Like the rose and lily blooming, Sweetly heav'n and earth perfuming Stainless, spotless thou appearest: Queenly beauty graces thee. Page 139 ---------- No. 91 THE BLESSED VIRGIN O Mother! most afflicted Our Mother of Sorrows Anonymous Traditional Melody (1638) Lento 1. O Mother! Most afflicted, Standing beneath that tree, Where Jesus hangs rejected On the hill of Calvary! Refrain O Mary! sweetest Mother, We love to pity thee; O! for the sake of Jesus Let us thy children be. 2. Thy heart is well-nigh breaking, Thy Jesus thus to see, Derided, wounded, dying, In greatest agony. 3. His livid Form is bleeding, His Soul with sorrow wrung, Whilst thou, afflicted Mother, Shar'st the torments of thy Son. 4. O Mary! Queen of Martyrs, The sword had pierced thy heart, Obtain for us of Jesus In thy grief to bear apart. 5. O dear and loving Mother! Entreat that we may be Near thee and thy dear Jesus Now and eternally Page 140-141 ---------- No. 92 SAINTS, St. Joseph O blessed Saint Joseph The Patronage of St. Joseph Father Faber Melody from the Trier Gesangbuch (1872) Moderato