Hail, Holy Queen,
 Mother of Mercy,
 our life, our sweetness, and our hope.
To thee do we cry, poor banished children of Eve;
 to thee do we send up our sighs,
 mourning and weeping in this valley of tears.
Turn then, most gracious advocate,
 thine eyes of mercy toward us;
 and after this our exile
 show unto us the blessed fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
 O clement, O loving, O sweet Virgin Mary.

V. Pray for us, O holy Mother of God.

R. That we may be made worthy
  of the promises of Christ.