Most beautiful adornment of this our earth,
Purest virgin, unscathed one,
Mother of God, we greet Thee!
Who in faithful love
Dedicated all Thy desires to God
Oh Mary, we greet Thee!

Already in Thy earliest youth
Thou performed faithfully every virtue,
Lived piously and purely as an angel;
As the purest lilies bloom,
As the most beautiful roses glow,
Thou bloomed for God alone.

Far from all the bustle of the world
Thou livedst solely for Heaven,
Humbly, with a quiet spirit;
In the earnest, holy striving
To serve God, thy life flowed on
In prayer and labour.

What happiness must Thy parents
Have often felt in stillness,
Oh Mary, in Thee!
Because Thou lovedst God so fervently,
[Because Thou] never saddened Thy parents,
Gavest them such heartfelt joy.

Walking on the path of virtue,
Thou workedst ever with the grace
That the Lord, Thy God, gave Thee.
And with new mercies the Lord
Adorned Thee, [the Lord] who looked beneficently
Down upon Thee, pious maid!

Who can praise Thee as Thou deserveth,
Thee, whom God himself has elevated so highly
To be the Mother of His Son!
We Christians join in with
The worship of the choirs of angels
Who sing praises of Thy honour.

Take pity, Mary, also upon
Us sinners, take us into Thy motherly love
As Thy children.
For see! without our sins
Thou wouldst not have found the grace
That the Lord showed Thee.

Plead for mercy for us
To Him who in Thy arms
Once rested as a little child.
He shall surely hear Thy pleading,
Shall look upon us with mercy
Shall surely be reconciled with us.

We have earned punishment,
But Thy Son hath suffered
The pangs of death for our sake as well.
Plead for us! we resolve to strive
To live more piously than in the past,
In order to be worthy of Thy love.

Oh Mother, help our youthfulness
In the battle for virtue
When temptation stirs;
Help us so that we do not succumb,
Help so that we may vanquish the foe
Who so often sets us snares.

Teach us to love God with all our hearts,
To diligently practice every virtue,
Extend Thy motherly hand to us!
So that obediently, piously, modestly,
In joy as in sorrow, we may
Serve God here in our pilgrimage through life.

Help, Mother, that in everything
We may always strive to please God
With the pure spirit of innocence!
Help us, Mother! when we are in danger,
Thy help shall protect us,
Remain our Mother always.

May Thy motherly love ever
Give us help in the final battle,
So that we may pass away blessedly,
And someday in the heavenly heights
See Thee with Thy Son,
Virgin, Mother, Queen!