O purest of creatures Hymn
O purest of creatures, sweet Mother, sweet Maid,
The one spotless womb wherein Jesus was laid,
All lost in the darkness we call upon thee,
And look to thy shining, bright Star of the Sea.
O fairest of virgins, sweet Mother, sweet Maid,
The God in His goodness with beauty arrayed.
He lovingly chose thee His mother to be;
He shone in thy shining, bright Star of the Sea.
Oh, may thy pure light on our souls ever shine;
And keep them unsullied and sinless as thine,
Till after this exile united we be,
Through ages unending, in glory with thee.