Around the World: In the Discovery Store

Hail, Holy Queen, Mother of Mercy,
our life, our sweetness,
and our hope. To thee do we cry,
poor banished children of Eve.
To thee do we send up our sighs,
mourning and weeping
in this valley of tears.
Turn then, Most gracious advocate,
thine eyes of mercy toward us
and after this our exile
show unto us
the blessed fruit of your womb.
O clement! O loving!
O sweet Virgin Mary!
Pray for us,
O most Holy Mother of God.
That we may be made worthy
of the promises of Christ.

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Saturday, November 06, 2004

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