1 Children of Mary, high your voices raise,
Ye upon whom she casts a tender eye;
Children of God, sing her immortal praise,
And all exalt her glory to the skies,
And all exalt her glory to the skies.
2 I see, ascending to her glorious throne,
The fervent pray'r of ev'ry faithful child;
Each heart erects an altar to her name,
Where Mary lives in everlasting fame,
Where Mary lives in everlasting fame.