O VIRGIN FAIR

O Virgin fair, star of the sea,

My dearest mother, pray for me.

O Lady, full of God’s own grace,

Whose caring hands the child embraced,

Who listened to the Spirit’s word,

Believed and trusted in the Lord.

O Lady, who felt daily joy,

In caring for the holy boy,

Whose home was plain and shorn of wealth,

Yet was enriched by God’s own breath.

O Lady, who bore living’s pain,

But still believed that love would reign,

Who on a hill watched Jesus die

As on the cross they raised Him high.

O Lady, who on Easter day,

Had all your sorrow wiped away,

As God the Father’s will was done,

When from death’s hold He freed your Son.