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Daily, Daily Sing to Mary

Hymnal: Laudis Corona #14 (1880) Lyrics: 1 Daily, daily sing to Mary, Sing, my soul, her praises due; All her feasts, her actions worship, With the heart's devotion true. Lost in wond'ring contemplation, Be her majesty confessed; Call her Mother, call her Virgin: Happy Mother, Virgin blest. 2 Holy Mary, we implore thee, By thy purity divine, Help us, bending here before thee, Help us truly to be thine, Thou, unfolding wide the portals Of the kingdom in the skies, Holy Virgin, hast to mortals Shown the land of Paradise. 3 Teach oh! teach us, Holy Mother, How to conquer every sin, How to love and help each other, How the prize of life to win. Thou to whom a Child was given Greater than the sons of men, Coming down from highest heaven, To create this world of sin. 4 Oh, by that Almighty Maker Whom thyself, a virgin bore; Oh by thy Supreme Creator, Linked with thee for evermore; By the hope thy name inspires; By our doom, reversed thro' thee; Help us, Queen of Angel choirs, To a blest eternity. Languages: English Tune Title: [Daily, daily sing to Mary]

Daily, daily sing to Mary

Hymnal: Laudis Corona #11 (1880) Lyrics: 1 Daily, daily sing to Mary, Sing, my soul, her praises due; All her feasts, her actions worship, With the heart's devotion true. Chorus: Lost in wond'ring contemplation, Be her majesty confessed; Call her Mother, call her Virgin: Happy Mother, Virgin blest. 2 Holy Mary, we implore thee, By thy purity divine, Help us, bending here before thee, Help us truly to be thine, Chorus: Thou, unfolding wide the portals Of the kingdom in the skies, Holy Virgin, hast to mortals Shown the land of Paradise. 3 Teach oh! teach us, Holy Mother, How to conquer every sin, How to love and help each other, How the prize of life to win. Chorus: Thou to whom a Child was given Greater than the sons of men, Coming down from highest heaven, To create this world of sin. 4 Oh! by that Almighty Maker Whom thyself, a virgin bore; Oh by thy Supreme Creator, Linked with thee forevermore; Chorus: By the hope thy name inspires; By our doom, reversed thro' thee; Help us, Queen of Angel choirs, To a blest eternity. Languages: English Tune Title: [Daily, daily sing to Mary]

Daily, Daily Sing to Mary

Author: Bernard of Morlaix; Henry Bittleston, 1818-1886 Hymnal: Journeysongs (2nd ed.) #492 (2003) Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Lyrics: 1 Daily, daily sing to Mary; Sing, my soul, her praises due. All her glorious actions cherish, With the heart's devotion true. Lost in wond'ring contemplation, Be her majesty confessed! Call her Mother, call her Virgin, Happy Mother, Virgin blest! 2 She is mighty to deliver; Call her, trust her lovingly. When the tempest rages round you, She will calm the troubled sea. Gifts of heaven she has given, Noble Lady, to our race; She, the Queen, who clothes her subjects With the light of God's own grace. 3 Sing, my tongue, the Virgin's honors, Who for us her Maker bore, For the curse of old inflicted, Peace and blessings to restore. Sing in songs of praise unending, Sing the world's majestic Queen; Weary not nor faint in telling All the gifts that earth has seen. 4 All my senses, heart, affections, Strive to sound her glory forth. Spread abroad the sweet memorials Of the Virgin's priceless worth. Where the voice of music thrilling, Where the tongues of eloquence, That can utter hymns befitting All her matchless excellence? 5 All our joys do flow from Mary; All then join her praise to sing. Trembling, sing the Virgin Mother, Mother of our Lord and King. While we sing her awesome glory, Far above our fancy's reach, Let our hearts be quick to offer Love the heart alone can reach. Topics: Mary; Mary; Mary Languages: English Tune Title: OMNI DIE DIC MARIAE

Daily, Daily Sing to Mary

Author: Bernard of Cluny (Morlaix); Henry Bittleston, 1818-1886 Hymnal: One in Faith #912 (2015) Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Lyrics: 1 Daily, daily sing to Mary; Sing, my soul, her praises due. All her glorious actions cherish, With the heart's devotion true. Lost in wond'ring contemplation, Be her majesty confessed! Call her Mother, call her Virgin, Happy Mother, Virgin blest! 2 She is mighty to deliver; Call her, trust her lovingly. When the tempest rages round you, She will calm the troubled sea. Gifts of heaven she has given, Noble Lady, to our race; She, the Queen, who clothes her subjects With the light of God's own grace. 3 Sing, my tongue, the Virgin's honors, Who for us her Maker bore, For the curse of old inflicted, Peace and blessings to restore. Sing in songs of praise unending, Sing the world's majestic Queen; Weary not nor faint in telling All the gifts that earth has seen. 4 All my senses, heart, affections, Strive to sound her glory forth. Spread abroad the sweet memorials Of the Virgin's priceless worth. Where the voice of music thrilling, Where the tongues of eloquence, That can utter hymns befitting All her matchless excellence? 5 All our joys do flow from Mary; All then join her praise to sing. Trembling, sing the Virgin Mother, Mother of our Lord and King. While we sing her awesome glory, Far above our fancy's reach, Let our hearts be quick to offer Love the heart alone can reach. Topics: Marian Languages: English Tune Title: ALTE TAGE SING UND SAGE