7 passagesc. 11th century
1Hail, holy Queen, Mother of Mercy,
2our life, our sweetness and our hope.
3To thee do we cry, poor banished children of Eve.
4To thee do we send up our sighs, mourning and weeping in this valley of tears.
5Turn then, most gracious advocate, thine eyes of mercy toward us,
6and after this our exile, show unto us the blessed fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
7O clement, O loving, O sweet Virgin Mary.
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