Praise you, O glorious Star,
Which shinest o’er the main;
Blest Mother of our God,
And ever Virgin Queen.

The prophet gave the sign
For faithful men to read:
A Virgin born of David's line
Shall bear the promised seed.

Ask not how this should be,
But worship and adore,
Like her whom heaven's Majesty
Came down to shadow o'er.

Meekly she bowed her head
To hear the gracious word,
Mary, the pure and lowly maid,
The favored of the Lord.

Blessèd shall be her name
In all the Church on earth,
Through whom that wondrous mercy came,
Th’incarnate Savior’s birth.

Jesus, the Virgin's Son,
We praise thee and adore,
who art with God the Father one
And spirit evermore.