Mary Immaculate, star of the morning.
Chosen before the creation began,
Destined to bring to the light of you dawning,
Conquest of Satan and rescue to man.
Bend from your throne at the voice of our crying.
Look to this earth, where your footsteps have trod.
Stretch out your arms to us, living and dying.
Mary Immaculate, Mother of God.

We sinners honour your sinless perfection:
Fallen and weak, for God’s mercy we plead.
Grant us the shield of you mighty protection.
Measure your aid by the depth of our need.

Bend from your throne at the voice of our crying.
Look to this earth, where your footsteps have trod.
Stretch out your arms to us, living and dying.
Mary Immaculate, Mother of God.