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 us the blessed fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
O
clement, O loving, O sweet Virgin Mary.
Pray for us, O Holy Mother of God.
That we may be made
worthy of the promises of Christ.
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