starofseal

O purest of creatures,

Sweet Mother, sweet Maid

the one spotless womb

wherein Jesus was laid!

Dark night has come down on us

Mother, and we

look out for thy shining

sweet Star of the sea.

Deep night has come down

on this rough-spoken world,

and the banners of darkness

are boldly unfurled;

and the tempest-tossed Church

all her eyes are on thee,

they look to thy shining,

sweet Star of the sea.

Earth gave Him one lodging, 

’twas deep in thy breast,

and God found a home

where the sinner finds rest.

His home and His hiding place,

both were in thee;

He was won by thy shining

sweet Star of the sea.