Grace and peace, everyone.
Here's a text of mine especially suitable for the Feast of Our Lady of Sorrows. I've set it to REPTON. You can hear it performed (for the Feast of the Assumption) at this link; start from about the 7:15 mark.
https://youtu.be/AQCS7GrE-4k?t=440
1. O Queen of sorrows, weeping Rose
That blooms at Heaven's door,
How steadily your sadness grows
When we, your children, dare oppose
The God whom once You bore
And wound you more and more.
2. O sinless Mary, humble maid
And good St. Joseph's bride,
When eager souls for silver trade
These minds and bodies God has made,
Your Son, who willing died,
Anew is crucified.
3. O Theotokos, bearing God
In lonely cattle-stall,
The unborn innocents we trod
In silence, now with angels laud
Their Friend and Lord of all,
Defender of the small.
4. O Sov'reign Lady, Wisdom high,
Whose head with stars is crowned,
In word and deed we would deny
Our family beneath the sky,
The seat of God, Who found
In Eden welcome ground.
5. O holy Mother, throned above,
We seek You nonetheless;
Help us to listen and to love,
To be obedient servants of
Our Jesus, and to bless
The God Whom we confess.
6. Hail Mary, spotless Bloom that grows
Entwined at Heaven's door;
We pray to You, O sumptuous Rose,
To see the day the whole world knows
And loves the God You bore,
That You might weep no more.
(c) 2020 Anna Bendiksen
Here's a text of mine especially suitable for the Feast of Our Lady of Sorrows. I've set it to REPTON. You can hear it performed (for the Feast of the Assumption) at this link; start from about the 7:15 mark.
https://youtu.be/AQCS7GrE-4k?t=440
1. O Queen of sorrows, weeping Rose
That blooms at Heaven's door,
How steadily your sadness grows
When we, your children, dare oppose
The God whom once You bore
And wound you more and more.
2. O sinless Mary, humble maid
And good St. Joseph's bride,
When eager souls for silver trade
These minds and bodies God has made,
Your Son, who willing died,
Anew is crucified.
3. O Theotokos, bearing God
In lonely cattle-stall,
The unborn innocents we trod
In silence, now with angels laud
Their Friend and Lord of all,
Defender of the small.
4. O Sov'reign Lady, Wisdom high,
Whose head with stars is crowned,
In word and deed we would deny
Our family beneath the sky,
The seat of God, Who found
In Eden welcome ground.
5. O holy Mother, throned above,
We seek You nonetheless;
Help us to listen and to love,
To be obedient servants of
Our Jesus, and to bless
The God Whom we confess.
6. Hail Mary, spotless Bloom that grows
Entwined at Heaven's door;
We pray to You, O sumptuous Rose,
To see the day the whole world knows
And loves the God You bore,
That You might weep no more.
(c) 2020 Anna Bendiksen