Hail, holy Queen, Mother of Mercy,

Our life, our sweetness, and our hope.

To you do we cry,

Poor, banished children of Eve.

To you do we send up our cries,

Mourning and weeping in this valley of tears.

Turn then, most gracious advocate,

Your eyes of mercy toward us,

And after this exile,

Show unto us the blessed fruit of your womb, Jesus.

O clement, O loving, O sweet Virgin Mary.