Sancta Maria
(From Morella)
Sancta Maria! turn thine eyes
Upon the sinner's sacrifice,
Of fervent prayer and humble love,
From thy holy throne above.At morn at noon at twilight dim
Maria! thou hast heard my hymn!
In joy and woe in good and ill
Mother of God, be with me still!When the Hours flew brightly by,
And not a cloud obscured the sky,
My soul, lest it should truant be,
Thy grace did guide to thine and thee;Now, when storms of Fate o'ercast
Darkly my Present and my Past,
Let my Future radiant shine
With sweet hopes of thee and thine!