Ora Pro Me

1.  Ave Maria! bright and pure,
  Hear, O hear me when I pray,
Pains and pleasures try the pilgrim
  On his long and dreary way. 
Fears and perils are around me,
Ave Maria! bright and pure,
  Ore pro me, ora pro me.

2.  Ave Maria!  Queen of Heaven,
  Teach, O teach me to obey,
Lead me on, tho’ fierce temptations
  Stand and meet me in the way. 
When I fail and faint, my Mother,
Ave Maria! bright and pure,
  Ora pro me, ora pro me.

I’ll Sing a Hymn to Mary (REV.  FR. WYSE)

I’ll sing a hymn to Mary,
  The Mother of my God,
The Virgin of all Virgins,
  Of David’s royal blood. 
Oh, teach me, holy Mary
  A loving song to frame,
When wicked men blaspheme thee
  To love and bless thy name.

When troubles dark afflict me
  In sorrow and in care,
Thy light doth ever guide me
  O beauteous Morning Star. 
Lo, I’ll be ever ready
  Thy goodly help to claim,
When wicked men blaspheme thee
  I’ll love and bless thy name.

Daily, Daily Sing to Mary

1.  Daily, daily sing to Mary
  Sing, my soul, her praises due;
All her feasts, her actions worship,
  With the heart’s devotion true. 
Lost in wond’ring contemplation,
  Be her majesty confess’d;
Call her Mother, call her Virgin,
  Happy Mother, Virgin blest.

2.  She is mighty to deliver;
  Call her, trust her lovingly;
When the tempest rages round thee,
  She will calm the troubled sea. 
Gifts of heaven she has given,
  Noble Lady, to our race;
She the Queen who decks her subject,
  With the light of God’s own grace.

Hymn to St. Joseph

1.  With grateful hearts we breathe to-day
  The tender accents of our love. 
We carol forth a little lay
  To thee, great saint in heaven above.

Chorus.—­O Joseph dear, from thy bright throne,
  Incline thine ear unto our prayer. 
And o’er us all as o’er thine own,
  Extend thy fond paternal care,
And o’er us all as o’er thine own,
  Extend thy fond paternal care,
Extend thy fond paternal care.

2.  More favored than earth’s greatest king. 
  Thou wert the guardian of that Child,
Around whose crib full choirs did sing,
  With cadenced voices soft and mild.

Dear Guardian of Mary (REV.  F. W. FABER)

1.  Dear Guardian of Mary! dear nurse of her child! 
Life’s ways are full weary, the desert is wild;
Bleak sands are all round us, no home can we see;
Sweet Spouse of our Lady! we lean upon thee.

2.  For thou to the pilgrim art father and guide,
And Jesus and Mary felt safe at thy side;
Ah! blessed Saint Joseph, how safe should I be,
Sweet Spouse of our Lady! if thou wert with me.