‘Tis the month of our Mother,
Whose blessed and beautiful days,
Move our lips and our spirits
To sing hymns of love and praise.
All hail to our dear Mother,
Who keeps us all in virtue’s way!
Hail to our immaculate Queen!
Hail to Mary, Queen of May!
Oh what peace to her children,
‘Mid sorrow and trials, to know
That the love of their mother
Hath ever a solace for woe!
And what joy to the erring,
The sinful and sorrowful soul,
That a trust in her guidance
Will lead to a glorious goal!
Let us sing, then, rejoicing,
That God hath so honored our race,
As to clothe with our nature
Sweet Mary, the Mother of grace.
Brothers of the Christian Schools, The De La Salle Hymnal (New York: La Salle Bureau, 1913).