Classic Poem

Mary, mother and maiden
Ever well be thee!
Mother and maiden mild,
Mary, think on me!
Mother both and maiden
Was never anyone
Together, Lady Mary,
But thyself alone.
Mary mild that mother art
And maiden whole and clean,
Shield me now and ever
From sorrow and heart-tene.
Mary out of sin
Ever keep thou me:


Send me in my life
Grace of Ghostly Food
Wherewith I may my Soul
Each day her feed
So clean in heart and soul
My life I here may lead.