O lowly Virgin Mary,
Poor and innocent,
Thou conceived of Thy holy Son,
Through impregnation by Thy Holy Spouse!
His Fire burns in Thee,
Brighter than the sun!
Spotless than the lily,
Yet undergoes the test at the temple!
Sweet Virginity subjected to crude scrutiny!
At and since the birth, life, and death
Of Her Son and God!
Pondering the Infant in Her Arms,
Reaches its fulfillment at the piercing
Of Her Heart!
At the sight of Her Son’s lifeless Body!
Whose Love burns,
Ne’er dying out!
Let It be the food that feeds Thy children,
Freely adopted by Thee!