Laudis Corona ‎#99

99. To love thee, O Mary

To love thee, O Mary,
Is our only joy;
Mother pure, thy glory
shall our lips employ.

1 See, the storm is raging,
Clouds above us lower;
All our thoughts engaging,
Save us by thy pow'r.
To love thee, O Mary,
Is our only joy;
Mother pure, thy glory
shall our lips employ.

2 Billows wildly leaving,
Fill us with alarm;
to our anchor cleaving,
Thou wilt calm the storm.
To love thee, O Mary,
Is our only joy;
Mother pure, thy glory
shall our lips employ.

3 Thy sweet light brings gladness,
Gentle "Star of Morn,"
Takes from life its sadness,
Darkest skies adorns.
To love thee, O Mary,
Is our only joy;
Mother pure, thy glory
shall our lips employ.

Text Information

• First Line: See, the storm is raging
• Title: To love thee, O Mary
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1880

Tune Information

• Name: [See, the storm is raging]
• Key: E♭ Major