Hail to the Queen who reigns above,
Mother of clemency and love,
Hail thou, our hope, life, sweetness; we,
Eve's banished children, cry to thee.
We from this wretched vale of tears
Send sighs and groans unto thy ears;
Oh, then, sweet Advocate, bestow
A pitying look on us below.
After this exile, let us see
Our Blessed Jesus, born of thee,
O merciful, O pious Maid,
O gracious Mary, lend thine aid.
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