I have loved the Mother of the Lord my God: and the light of her
compassions she hath shined upon me.
The sorrows of death have encompassed me: and the visitation of Mary hath
I have incurred grief and danger: and I have been recreated by her grace.
Let her name and her memory be in the midst of our heart: and the blow of
the malignant will not injure us.
Be converted, my soul, unto her praise: and thou shalt find refreshment in
thy last end.
Glory be to the Father, etc.