Gaude,
virgo,
virginum gloria,
matrum
decus
et mater, iubila,
quae
commune
sanctorum omnium
meruisti
conferre gaudium.
Patriarchis
sanctis ac regibus
te
filiam
promisit Dominus.
Te
figurant
legis aenigmata;
prophetarum
canunt oracula.
Te
requirunt
vota fidelium,
ad
te corda
suspirant omnium.
Tu
spes nostra
post Deum unica
advocata
nobis es posita.
Ad
iudicis
matrem confugiunt,
qui
iudicis
iram effugiunt.
Supplicare
pro eis cogitur,
quae
pro reis
mater efficitur.
Pia
mater,
pietas filius;
ad
hoc gignit,
ad hoc est genitus,
ut
salventur
servi per gratiam
quam
exhibet
haec dies maximam.
In
excelsis
sit Deo gloria,
pacis
nobis
in terris foedera.
Quam
super his
voces angelicae
decantasse
noscuntur hodie.
Ad
iudicis
matrem confugiunt,
qui
iudicis
iram effugiunt.
Supplicare
pro eis cogitur,
quae
pro reis
mater efficitur.
Pia
mater,
pietas filius;
ad
hoc gignit,
ad hoc est genitus,
ut
salventur
servi per gratiam
quam
exhibet
haec dies maximam.
In
excelsis
sit Deo gloria,
pacis
nobis
in terris foedera.
Quam
super his
voces angelicae
decantasse
noscuntur hodie.
Rejoice, O Virgin, glory of virgins, pride of
mothers, you, mother yourself, be glad, in common with all the saints, you were
worthy to confer joy. To holy patriarchs and kings, the Lord promised you as
daughter. The riddles of the law prefigured you, the predictions of the
prophets sand of you. The prayers of the faithful seek you out, the hearts of
all sigh to you. You our only hope after God, you were ordained to be our
advocate. They flee to the Judge’s mother,
who flee the anger of the Judge. She is compelled to pray for them, she who has
been made the mother of guilty. Loving Mother, your Son is love; for this she
gave birth, for this he was born, that slaves be delivered through grace, which
this day displays. Glory to God in the
highest, a covenant of peace to us on earth, which today they know, when the
voices of the angels sing over them.
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