The Little Book of Mary, Page 3
Star of the Sea Poem
Ave Maris Stella Hymn
When evening shades are falling
O'er ocean's sunny sleep,
To pilgrims' hearts recalling
Their home beyond the deep;
When rest, o'er all descending,
The shores with gladness smile,
And lutes, their echoes blending,
Are heard from isle to isle:
Then, Mary, Star of the Sea,
We pray, we pray, to thee.
THOMAS MOORE
Ave Maris Stella
Hail bright star of ocean
God's own Mother blest,
Ever sinless Virgin,
Gate of Heavenly rest.
Taking that sweet Ave,
Which from Gabriel came,
Peace confirm within us,
Changing Eva's name.
Break the captive's fetters,
Light on blindness pour;
All our ills expelling,
Every bliss implore.
Show thyself a Mother;
May the Word Divine,
Born for us thine Infant,
Hear our prayers through thine.
Virgin all excelling,
Mildest of the mild;
Freed from guilt, preserve us
Pure and undefiled.
Keep our life all spotless,
Make our way secure,
Till we find in Jesus,
Joy for evermore.
Through the highest Heaven
To the almighty Three,
Father, Son and Spirit
One same glory be. Amen.
