The Assumption of Mary


Her Virgin eyes saw God incarnate born,
when she to Bethl'em came that happy morn;
How high her raptures then began to swell,
none but her own omniscient Son can tell.

As Eve when she her fontal sin reviewed,
wept for herself and all she should include,
blest Mary with man's Savor in embrace
joyed for herself and for all human race.

All saints are by her Son's dear influence blessed,
she kept the very fountain at her breast;
the Son adored and nursed by the sweet Maid
a thousandfold of love for love repaid.

Heaven with transcendent joys her entrance graced,
next to his throne her Son his Mother placed;
and here below, now she's of heaven possessed,
all generations are to call her blessed.

Words: Thomas Ken
Tune: Farley (10 10 10 10)

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 labor 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 heaven he sees us,
thither calls us every one,
where he welcomes home his Mother
to a place at his right hand,
there his faithful servants gather,
there the crown d victors stand.

Joyful Mother, full of gladness,
in thine arms thy Lord was borne.
Mournful Mother, full of sadness,
all thy heart with pain was torn.
Glorious Mother, now rewarded
with a crown at Jesus' hand,
age to age thy name recorded
shall be blessed 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 reechoes
unto earth's remotest ends.

Words: Roland Ford Palmer, 1914
Tune: Pleading Savior

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,
heaven and earth resound the hymn:
Salve, salve, salve Regina!

The cause of joy to men 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!

Words: Latin, eleventh century;
trans. Roman Hymnal, 1884
Music: Salve regina coelitum



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