Prayers in Honor of the Immaculate Conception

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Hymns in Honor of the Immaculate Conception
Taken from here.



Alone, of all the Children of Adam, Mary was conceived Immaculate

"As the lily among thorns, so is My Love among the daughters."--Cant. ii. 2
"My perfect one is but one. . . . The daughters saw her, and declared her most blessed."--Cant. vi. 8

Hail! Mary, only sinless child
Of guilty Adam's fallen race,
Conceived all pure and undefiled,
Through thy dear Lord's preventing grace.

Thus thou wert sinless in thy birth,
And sinless after as before,--
The only creature of this earth
Whom sin ne'er cast its shadow o'er

He would not have the blight of sin
A moment rest thy soul upon,
For pure without and pure within
Must be the Mother of His Son.

O sweetest lily! all untorn,
Though nursed the thorns of earth among,
To thee we sigh, to the we mourn
To thee we lift our suppliant song.

No haughty fiend might boast that he
One moment held thee in his snare,
Who of the dread Divinity
Wert destined for the Temple fair.

From Satan's snare preserve us free,
And keep us safe from earthly stain,
That in this world we pure may be,
And in the next may see thee reign.

Mary was conceived Immaculate!
What a Joy for the faithful Children of God!

"And the Lord God said to the serpent, I will put enmities between thee and the woman,
and thy seed and her Seed: she shall crush thy head."--Gen. iii. 14

O Mother, I could weep for mirth,
Joy fills my heart so fast;
My soul today is heaven on earth,
Oh could the transport last!

Chorus:
I think of thee, and what thou art,
Thy majesty, thy state;
And I keep singing in my heart--
Immaculate! Immaculate!


Conceived, conceived Immaculate!
Oh what a joy for thee!
Conceived, conceived Immaculate!
Oh greater joy for me!

Chorus:
I think of thee, and what thou art,
Thy majesty, thy state;
And I keep singing in my heart--
Immaculate! Immaculate!


When Jesus looks upon thy face,
His heart with rapture glows,
And in the Church, by His sweet grace,
Thy blessed worhip grows.

Chorus:
I think of thee, and what thou art,
Thy majesty, thy state;
And I keep singing in my heart--
Immaculate! Immaculate!


It is this thought today that lifts
My happy heart to heaven,
That for our sakes thy choicest gifts
To thee, dear Queen, were given.

Chorus:
I think of thee, and what thou art,
Thy majesty, thy state;
And I keep singing in my heart--
Immaculate! Immaculate!


The angels answer with their songs,
Bright choirs in gleaming rows;
And saints flock round thy feet in throngs,
And heaven with bliss o'erflows.

Chorus:
I think of thee, and what thou art,
Thy majesty, thy state;
And I keep singing in my heart--
Immaculate! Immaculate!


Oh, blessed be the Eternal Son
Who joys to call thee Mother;
And lets poor men, by sin undone,
For thy sake call Him brother.

Chorus:
I think of thee, and what thou art,
Thy majesty, thy state;
And I keep singing in my heart--
Immaculate! Immaculate!




"Blessed be the Holy and Immaculate Conception of the Blessed Virgin Mary."

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