O Glorious Virgin

O glorious Virgin, ever blest,

Sublime above the starry sky,

Who nurture from thy spotless breast

To thy Creator didst supply.

What we had lost through hapless Eve

The blossom sprung from thee restores,

And granting bliss to souls that grieve,

Unbars the everlasting doors.

O Gate, through which hath passed the King,

O Hall, whence Light shone through the gloom;

The ransomed nations praise and sing

Life given from the Virgin womb.

All honor, laud, and glory be,

O Jesu, Virgin-born, to thee;

All glory, as is ever meet,

To Father and to Paraclete.


V.) Bless art thou among women.

R.) And blessed is the fruit of thy womb.

(Roman Missal, 1964)


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