For the fool who is our enemy, hath said in his heart, I will pursue and will seize the faithful of Christ, and my hand shall kill them.
Rise, Lady; prevent and supplant him: destroy all his efforts.
The sun and the moon admire thy beauty; the angelic powers serve and obey thee.
By thy sweet touch the sick are healed; by thy perfume the dead are raised.
O, Virgin Mother of God! that which the entire
universe cannot contain, was enclosed in thy bosom in becoming man.