O Holy Mary, Mother of God, Queen of Heaven and earth, I humbly beseech you from the bottom of my heart, to succor me in this my necessity. There are none that can withstand your power. O show me herein that you are my Mother.

O Mary, conceived without sin, pray for us that have recourse to thee. (Three times)

Sweet Mother, I place this cause in your hands. (Three times)

Amen.

Mother of God and Mother of pardon,

Mother of hope and Mother of grace, 

Mother, full of holy joy. 

O Mary! 

Hail, honor of mankind; 

Hail, most worthy virgin,

who surpasses all the others

and in heaven seat at the highest seat of honor, 

O Mary! 

Hail, happy child-bearing Mother, 

for He Who sits at the right hand of the Father, 

ruling heaven, earth, and sky, 

didst enclose Himself within Thy womb, 

O Mary! 

The Unbegotten Father has created thee, 

The Only Begotten has preserved thee, 

the Holy Spirit has made thee fertile. 

Thou art all of God. 

O Mary! 

God created thee a marvel 

He looks upon thee a humble handmaid 

He sought thee as a lovable spouse

 He hath never made another like to thee, 

O Mary!  

All the just desire to praise thee 

as blessed but they are not sufficient 

They conceive many praises of thee: 

But in them they entirely fail, 

O Mary! 

O Mother, be our solace; 

thou Virgin, be our joy; 

at last, after this exile, join us, 

rejoicing, to the heavenly choirs, 

O Mary!

Tall vine blossom laden;

Splendor of heaven, 

Childbearing yet maiden.

None equals thee.

Mother so tender, 

Who no man didst know,

On Carmel's children 

Thy favors bestow.

Star of the Sea.

Strong stem of Jesse,

Who bore one bright flower,

Be ever near us

And guard us each hour,

who serve thee here.

Purest of lilies,

That flowers among thorns,

Bring help to the true heart

That in weakness turns

and trusts in thee.

Strongest of armor,

We trust in thy might:

Under thy mantle,

Hard press'd in the fight,

we call to thee.

Our way uncertain,

Surrounded by foes,

Unfailing counsel

You give to those

who turn to thee.

O gentle Mother

Who in Carmel reigns,

Share with your servants

That gladness you gained

and now enjoy.

Hail, Gate of Heaven,

With glory now crowned,

Bring us to safety

Where thy Son is found,

true joy to see.

Amen.