Ave Maria! bright and pure,
Hear, oh hear me when I pray!
Pains and pleasures try the pilgrim
On his long and weary way;
Fears and perils are around me, —
Ora pro me.

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Mary, Mary, Queen of Heaven!
Teach, oh! teach me to obey:
Lead me on, though fierce temptations
Stand and meet me in the way;
When I fail and faint, my mother,
Ora pro me.

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When my eyes are slowly closing,
And I fade from earth away,
And when Death, the stern destroyer,
Claims my body as his prey —
Claim my soul and then, sweet Mary,
Ora pro me.