My Queen, Mother of God, most holy and full of grace, Thou art the treasurer of the mysterious and never-failing ocean of divine grace, and the dispenser of all good things; next to the Trinity, the Mistress of every creature; after the Paraclete, another Comforter; after the Mediator, the Mediatrix of the whole world: behold my faith, see the desire of my heart, for it has its origin in God. Mother of God-a title so dear to me-despise not my unworthiness, neither let the defilement of my sins intercept the flow of Thy boundless mercy. There can be no surer sign of victory than Thy help. Thou indeed didst dry up every tear on the face of the earth. Thou didst fill creation with all manner of blessing, bringing joy to those in heaven and salvation to those on earth. Through Thee we lay hold of the surest pledge of our resurrection, through Thee do we hope to obtain to the heavenly kingdom. Through Thee, alone immaculate, all honor, glory and holiness have been distributed to men. This is indeed true for all times, past, present, and future, down to the end of the world, from the first man Adam to the Apostles, Prophets, the just and humble of heart. And so Thou, full of grace, art cause for joy to every creature. Amen.
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