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No. 80

THE BLESSED VIRGIN

Whither thus, in holy rapture?
Quo sanctus ardor te rapit

The Visitation
Translated by the Rev. E. Caswall from a Slovak Hymnal
Arr. by N. A. M.

Joyously

1.
Wither thus in holy rapture,
Royal maiden, art thou bent?
Why so fleetly art thou speeding
Up the mountain's rough ascent?
Filled with th'Eternal Godhead!
Glowing with the Spirit's flame!
Love it is that bears the onward,
And supports thy tender frame.

2.
Lo thine aged cousin claims thee,
Claims thy sympathy and care;
God her shame from her hath taken,
He hath heard her fervent pray'r.
Blessed Mothers! Joyful meeting!
Thou in her, the hand of God,
She in thee, with lips inspired,
Owns the Mother of her Lord.

3.
As the sun, his face concealing,
In a cloud withdraws from sight,
So in Mary then lay hidden
He Who is the world's true light.
Honor, glory, virtue, merit,
Be to Thee, O Virgin's Son!
With the Father, and the Spirit,
While eternal ages run.

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No. 81

THE BLESSED VIRGIN

Hail Virgin, dearest Mary

Queen of May
S. M. Venn

Moderato

1.
Hail Virgin, dearest Mary!
Our lovely Queen of May!
A spotless, blessed Lady,
Our lovely Queen of May.
Thy children, humbly bending,
Surround thy shrine so dear;
With heart and voice ascending,
Sweet Mary, hear our pray'r.

2.
Behold earth's blossoms springing
In beauteous form and hue.
All nature gladly bring
Her sweetest charms to you.
We'll gather fresh, bright flowers,
To bind our fair queen's brow;
From gay and verdant bowers,
We haste to crown thee now.

3.
Hail Virgin, dearest Mary!
Our lovely Queen of May,
O spotless blessed Lady,
Our lovely Queen of May.
And now, our blessed Mother,
Smile on our festal day;
Accept our wreath of flowers,
And be our Queen of May.

By permission
Copyright 1920 by S. M. Yenn

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No. 82

THE BLESSED VIRGIN

This is the image of the Queen

Month of Mary
Crowning Hymn
Tr. Rev. E. Caswall from a Slovak Hymnal
Arr. by N.A.M

Joyously: Moderato

1.
This is the image of the Queen
Who reigns in bliss above;
Of her who is the hope of men,
Whom men and angels Love!
Most holy Mary! at thy feet
I bend a suppliant knee;
In this thy own sweet month of May,
Dear Mother of my God, I pray,
Do thou remember me.

2.
This homage offered at the feet
Of Mary's image here
To Mary's self at once ascends
Above the starry