O purest of creatures! sweet Mother! sweet Maid!
The one spotless womb wherein Jesus was laid!
Dark night hath come down on us, Mother! and we
Look out for thy shining, sweet Star of The Sea!
Deep night hath come down on this rough-spoken world,
And the banners of darkness are boldly unfurl'd
And the tempest-tost Church - all her eyes are on thee,
They look to thy shining, sweet Star of the Sea!
Anonymous (19th century)