O Holy Mother, pure and blessed,
To Thee I dare my voice to raise.
My face with tears is washed, caressed:
Attend the words my heart conveys,
Accept this passionate petition,
Save me from misfortune, wrath,
Fill my heart with sweet contrition
And set me on salvation’s path.
May I be free, with Thy direction,
And be prepared to give up all.
Through bitter times, be my protection-
My death from utter grief forestall.
Thou refuge for all those in need,
Our intercessor with the Lord!-
O, shelter me when all pay heed
And judgment strikes all like a sword,
When agelessness breaks into time,
The final trumpet wakes the dead,
And burdens of my every crime
From books of conscience shall be read.
Truth’s wall Thou art, its vindication!
With all my soul I pray to Thee:
Save me, O my consolation,
And with Thy love encompass me!