Joyful Virgin dressed in brown

Riding into that little town

Your husband looks for a place to stay

Your Baby is coming any day

His coming will bring great delight

His presence a much desired sight

Choirs of angels sing the good news

One of whom got the yes from you

Making the shepherds run and see

Wise men come on bended knee

For a little Babe both God and King

On a day when every bell will ring.

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Sorrowful Mother clothed in black

Did you wish you could take it back?

Take down the Body all bloody and torn

Take away the scourging, the insults, the thorn

Make others love Him for Who He is

Anything else would be better than this

But this is all part of the Father’s plan

To prove His love for every Man

You alone know how much He suffers

Yet you will see to His burial proper

All who see you can’t help but cry

For they see the pain of watching Him die.

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Oh glorious Queen robed in white!

Go meet your Son wreathed in light!

The angels rejoice for He has risen

And thank Him for the queen He has given

To a world fallen to dark powers;

May you be always crowned with flowers

As a sign of great honor and our love

While your Son crowns you with stars from above

And gives you a seat at His side,

So like the morning star, a guide

Like the rosy dawn that announces the sun,

You point to your Son, the Almighty One

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Oh luminous Teacher clad in grey,

Teach your little ones how to pray!

Teach us how to bring great joy

To Him who once was your little boy

Help us to focus upon His words

Infused with Fire, the Spirit Bird

Guide us into His gentle light

Help us be brave to stand and fight

For His sacraments and holy ways

Keep us strong till the end of days

So that we may meet you all as friends

Protect us, Lady, till the very end.