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Our Morning Offering – 1 October – Queen of the Holy Rosary, Our Lady of Pompeii

Our Morning Offering – 1 October – “The Month of the Most Holy Rosary and of the Angels”

Queen of the Holy Rosary,
Our Lady of Pompeii

(Portion)

O blessed Rosary of Mary,
Sweet chain which unites us to God,
Bond of Love, which connects us with the Angels,
Tower of Safety against the assaults of hell,
Sure Harbour in the universal shipwreck,
never more shall we part with thee;
thou shall be our comfort in the hour of agony:
to thee, the last kiss of our life
and the last word of our dying lips,
shall be thy sweet name –
Queen of the Rosary of Valle di Pompeii.
Mother dear, only refuge of sinners,
supreme comforter of the afflicted,
blessed be thy name,
now and forever, on earth and in heaven.
Amen.

Hail Queen, Mother of mercy:
℣ Vouchsafe that I may praise thee, o sacred Virgin.
℟ Give me strength against thy enemies.
 Pray for us, Queen of the most holy Rosary
℟ That we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ.

This Prayer has been approved by the Congregation of Rites and Pope Leo XIII has granted an Indulgence of Seven Years and Seven Quarantines to those who devoutly recite it on 8 May or on the first Sunday in October.
(Rescript of 18 June 1887)

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Our Morning Offering – 19 October – Queen of the Holy Rosary

Our Morning Offering – 19 October – “The Month of the Most Holy Rosary and of the Angels”

Queen of the Holy Rosary

Queen of the Holy Rosary!
Thee as our Queen we greet,
And lay our lowly, loving prayers
Like roses at thy feet.
Would that these blossoms of our souls
Were far more fair and sweet.

Queen of the Joyful Mysteries!
Glad news God’s envoy bore.
The Baptist’s mother thou didst tend;
Angels thy Babe adore,
Whom with two doves thou ransomest;
Lost, He is found once more.

Queen of the Dolorous Mysteries!
Christ ‘mid the olives bled,
Scourged at the pillar, crowned with thorns,
Beneath His Cross He sped
Up the steep hill and there once more
Thine arms embraced Him–dead!

Queen of the Glorious Mysteries!
Christ from the tomb has flown,
Has mounted to the highest heaven
And sent His Spirit down
And soon He raises thee on high
To wear thy heavenly crown.

Queen of the Holy Rosary!
We, too, have joys and woes.
May they, like thine, to triumph lead!
May labour earn repose,
And may life’s sorrows and life’s joys
In heavenly glory close.

Taken from:
Cyril Robert – Mary Immaculate:
God’s Mother and Mine. 1946