To Sinners What Comfort

To sinners what comfort, to angels what mirth
That God found one creature unfallen on earth!
One spot where His Spirit untroubled could be,
The depths of thy shining, sweet Star of the Sea.
Sweet Star of the Sea, sweet Star of the Sea,
The depths of thy shining, sweet Star of the Sea.

Oh, shine on us brighter than ever, then shine.
For the highest of honors, dear Mother, is thine;
“Conceived without sin,” thy chaste title e’er be,
Clear light from thy birth-spring, sweet Star of the Sea.
Sweet Star of the Sea, sweet Star of the Sea,
Clear light from thy birth-spring, sweet Star of the Sea.

So worship we God in these rude latter days:
So worship we Jesus our Love, when we praise
His wonderful grace in the gifts He gave thee,
The gift of clear shining, sweet Star of the Sea.
Sweet Star of the Sea, sweet Star of the Sea,
The gift of clear shining, sweet Star of the Sea.

Deep night hath come down on us, Mother, deep night,
And we need more than ever the guide of thy light,
For the darker the night is, the brighter should be
Thy beautiful shining, sweet Star of the Sea.
Sweet Star of the Sea, sweet Star of the Sea,
Thy beautiful shining, sweet Star of the Sea. Amen.

L. J. Kavanagh and James M. McLaughlin, Crown Hymnal (Boston: Ginn and Company, 1912).

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