Sing of Mary - Lyrics

Sing of Mary meek and lowly
Virgin-mother pure and mild
Sing of God's own Son most holy
Who became her little child


Fairest child of fairest mother
God the Lord who came to earth
Word made flesh our very brother
Takes our nature by his birth


Sing of Jesus son of Mary
In the home at Nazareth
Toil and labor cannot weary
Love enduring unto death


Constant was the love he gave her
Though he went forth from her side
Forth to preach and heal and suffer
Till on Calvary he died


Glory be to God the Father
Glory be to God the Son
Glory be to God the Spirit
Glory to the Three in One


From the heart of blessed Mary
From all saints the song ascends
And the Church the strain reechoes
Unto earth's remotest ends