Who could ever say it? Who could ever catch in words the truth about who She is? Who could ever say too much about Her? What does one write when one is lost for words? What does one write when there are only have tears? What does one say to someone who asks, “Who is She?” Can any one fully answer that question? Only Her Son – and those united to Him in eternity: “Ecce Mater tua!”
Oh Mother, there is nothing that catches what this day means? O Mother, the Saints said many things but they all knew it was as nothing in comparison to the truth about who You are!
Oh dear Mother,…Oh dear Mother…pray for us who have recourse to Thee.
Please pray especially for the poor the Holy Father. Guard him against the wickedness and snares of the Evil One.
Oh dear Mother… it is Your day. Please obtain again for all the members of Your Son’s Mystical Body the true Faith, the true doctrine, unity and peace in the Truth.
Oh Mother, on this Your day please show the Bishops and Priests the Triump of Your Immaculate Heart!
Please Mother, interecede for us; may the brightness of Your Immaculate Conception dispel the errors of this age.
O Maria, sine labe concepta, ora pro nobis, qui confugimus ad te! O Maria, sine labe concepta, ora pro nobis, qui confugimus ad te! O Maria, sine labe concepta, ora pro nobis, qui confugimus ad te!
I love You dear Mother. I an unfaithful sinner renew and ratify through You my Baptismal promises. Pray for me a poor sinner.