Our Maiden Mother

O Maiden Mother of
Christ and his Christians,
Enthroned beside
The High King's Throne,
The twelve stars
That crown your head
Cannot outshine
The faith you've shown.

Our Gentle Lady,
Our Guide in Blue,
Who points our hearts
To her Son above,
You patiently strive
To saint the sinners
And remind the fighters
To conquer with Love.

Help of Christian
Watching from Heaven,
You unceasingly pray
For those in your care.
And having well lived
This exile we're living
Your example brings hope
To those in despair.

The Mystical Rose,
The Obedient Servant,
Brought the Son of God
To the sons of men.
Who's "Let it be done"
Helped blow away Satan,
Called Blessed by all
Ever since then.