So so much
Intercede for me
Your Son do touch
I know he hears
The righteous prayers
Availing much
He ever cares
Oh my Mother
I'm in love with thee
You're my Queen
Ever with me
I know my devotion
Like worship does appear
As I honour thee
And you draw near
Lovers often
Appear idolatrous
But before you stop
And me do cuss
My love and devotion
To blessed Mary
Think of Christ
And become teary
Who loves her
More than he
Who exalted her
More you see
He crowned her
The heavenly Queen
I enthrone her
Be no longer mean
Where do you think
Mary dwells
Buy the truth
That never sells
If she be risen
With her King
You think she's knitting
Or his prayers to bring
Is she resting
On a cloud
Or trampling down satan
And all the proud
Hear me now
To love Mary
Is to love humanity
No longer query
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