Mother of Mercy

 

Mother of Mercy, pray for me

Though I but a humble pilgrim be

Bearing my crosses, burdens and woe

Mother of Hope to you I throw

The deepest intentions held close to my heart

Walking in Lourdes with my Malade in the cart.

 

To Lourdes we come, pilgrims all

 In life's dark night, to Mary we call

On our knees in the grotto in Bernadette's stead

We discover the stream Divine Mercy fed

Into the arms of Mother Mary

We offer our pains too heavy to carry.

 

Mother of Mercy, intercede

For all of us on bended knee

We trust in you our heart's petition

Beseech for us your Son to listen

To the cry of his people

Rising in Aves from the heavenward steeple.

 

"They have no wine," you said at Cana

Then trustingly waited, gratia plena

"Do whatever He tells you" was the direction you gave

Ensuring a young couple's face to save

Mother Mary, calm our fear

And help us to realize Jesus is near.

 

Bernadette, Bernadette, what did you know

When you knelt in the grotto so long ago

 Into the cold earth you dug your hand

In order to follow Mary's command

From barren ground did water flow

With abundant graces on us to bestow.

 

Like water from Christ's pierced side,

Dear Savior come in us abide

Wash our souls and those we love

With your blessings from above

Heal us in body, mind and soul

And help us to reach our heavenly goal.

 

The Lourdes' bells ring for all to hear

Our Mother Mary did appear

In the stone at Massabielle

A sign for both the sick and well

That God's great love doth us embrace

And comes to us through Mary's face.