a crown of snow upon her head
a blanket round her feet
the sun upon her shoulders
as morning she does greet
she stands outside my window
to call my heart to prayer
she leads me to her son
though sorrows she does bare
her strength is known to many
her image we adore
not for her outer beauty
but for the son she bore
oh blessed mother mary
teach me to love like you
to give my heart completely
and live a faith that's true
