To: dayglored
Hail, Holy Queen, Mother of Mercy, our life, our sweetness and our hope. To thee we cry, poor banished children of Eve. To thee do we send up our sighs, mourning and weeping in this valley of tears. Turn then most gracious advocate, thine eyes of mercy towards us, And after this our exile, show unto us the blessed Fruit of they womb, Jesus. O clement. O loving, O sweet Virgin Mary. Pray for us, O holy Mother of God That we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ.
31 posted on
12/09/2008 7:45:17 PM PST by
infool7
(Ignorance isn't bliss its slavery in denial)
To: infool7
143 posted on
12/10/2008 12:06:50 AM PST by
It's me
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