Mother of God HymnMother of God, and daughter of thy Son, yet mother mine;
The Lady of thy Lord, the Holy One, thy Child Divine;
Show me thy wondrous Babe, O Mother Maid, foretold of yore;
The treasure on thy virgin bosom laid let me adore.
Mother of God, commend me to thy Son, as here I bend;
And O, commend me when my task is done and life shall end;
Within thy out stretched hands I leave my heart, pure Maid, with thee;
A worthless gift from which thou wilt not part eternally. |
