Proclaimed Queen and Mother of
a God,
The Light of earth, the Sovereign of saints,
With pilgrim foot up tiring hills she trod,
And heavenly stile with handmaids’ toil
acquaints;
Her youth to age, her health to sick she
lends;
Her heart to God, to neighbor hand she bends.
A Prince she is, and mightier
Prince doth bear,
Yet pomp of princely train she would not have;
But doubtless, heavenly choirs attendant were,
Her Child from harm, herself from fall to save:
Word to the voice, song to the tune she brings,
The voice her word, the tune her ditty sings.
Eternal lights enclosed in her
breast
Shot out such piercing beams of burning love,
That when her voice her cousin’s ears possessed
The force thereof did force her babe to move:
With secret signs the children greet each
other;
But, open praise each leaveth to his mother.
Robert Southwell, S.J. 1560-1595.
PART TWO
CHAPTER XXII
THE ASCENSION
And it came to pass,
while he blessed them, he was parted
from them, and carried
up into heaven.
S. Luke XXIV, 51.
O Mother of God, since
we have obtained confidence in thee,
we shall not be put
to shame, but we shall be saved.
And since we have obtained
thy help and thy meditation, O,
thou holy, pure, and
perfect one!
We fear not but that
we shall put our enemies to flight and
scatter them.
We have taken unto us
the shelter of thy mighty help in all
things like a shield.
And we pray, and beseech
thee that we may call upon thee, O
Mother of God, so that
thou deliver us through thy prayers.
And that thou mayest
raise us up again from the sleep of
darkness, to offer praise
through the might of God Who took
flesh in thee.
COPTIC.