Mother Mary, Queen most sweet,
Joy and love my heart inflame;
Gladly shall my lips repeat
Ev'ry moment thy dear name,
Ah! That name, to God so dear,
Has my heart and soul enslaved
Like a seal it shall appear,
Deep on heart and soul engraved.

When the morning gilds the skies,
I will call on Mary's name
When at ev'ning twilight dies,
Mary, still will I exclaim;
Sweetest Mary, bend thine ear;
Thou my own dear Mother art;
Therefore shall thy name so dear
Never from my lips depart.

When the demon hosts invade,
When temptation rages high,
Crying "Mary, Mother, aid!"
I will make the tempter fly.
This shall be my comfort sweet,
When the hand of death is nigh;
"Mary! Mary!" to repeat
Once again, and then to die,