We flee under your protection, oh mother of God. Do not lead our prayer in temptation, but free us from danger, you alone, chaste and blessed.

I descended into my garden in order to look and see whether the pomegranates had bloomed. Return, o Shulammite, so that we may admire you.

O virgin, more splendid than the sun, o brighter than all the stars, be there for us, gracious consoler, o most pure Mary.

Rejoice, mother of Light, you whom the Grace of the divine will visited, o Mary.

Royal rod of God, pure with a blossom, [pure] with a fruit through the divine power, o Mary.

You, mirror of virtues, have illuminated the ages with the radiance of your brightness, o Mary.

Full of God's gift, you deserved to bear the offspring of Sanctity, o Mary.

The mighty honour you, Mother of all grace, o Mary.

To you cry out the miserable from the valley of misery, o Mary.

Hear the prayers, dry the tears, commend us to your Son, o Mary,

So that through your prayer He may lay us in His throne, o Mary. Amen.

Hail, splendor of virgins, mediator of men, bearer of salvation,

Myrtle of temperance, rose of patience, fragrant spikenard,

Closed gate, source for the gardens, chamber and custodian of unguents, chamber of healing ointments,

Surpassing a branch of cinnamon, myrrh, incense and balsam in fragrance.

You humble valley, soil that cannot be ploughed [but] that bore a fruit.

Field flower, extraordinary lily of the valleys, Christ came forth from you.

You, heavenly paradise and uncut frankincense that emanates sweetness.

You, that possesses plenty of brightness and beauty, of sweetness and fragrance.

Glorious Empress, powerful and imperious, generous mother and daughter of Jesus Christ.

Splendid root of Jesse, flowering and leafy branch, which the abundant Grace of God nourished.

The sweet Auster pervaded you and, in so doing, impregnated you, and it chased away the North Wind with its power.

Thus you bore the flower from which you brought forth the fruit, when you, trusting <him> were with Gabriel, the bridesman.

Joseph, a just man, became afraid, when he considered this situation, knowing that he did not nourish the little blossoming branch.

Yet, he guarded well and did not divulge the secret, but rather he magnified his bride, honoring her like a lady.

The skies dripped, from which clouds condensed and once compact they trickled down in the womb of the Virgin.

Wondrous thing, unheard thing! For the Sun arises from a star, when a girl ignorant of a man's bed brings forth a king.

Saint Mary, pray for us!

Thus, you merciful and kind and worthy of praise from all, make us known to your Son through your pious intercessions.

Holy Mother of God, pray for us!

So that we thus be absolved from the carnal shackle with which we are burdened, and, once freed be transported to the palaces of heaven.
Amen.

O happy creature, thankworthy harvest, our race and our kin, giver of peace, o Mary.

You console the agitated, you smooth out the waves of the fierce sea, you make the sea calm, o Mary.

Behold, mother of the highest God, Jesus Christ the Nazarene, we culpable cry out to you.

Your son has risen, o sweetest virgin of virgins, no longer will he perish.

Make the one we praise as our Lord be favorable to us.

Heavenly grace unleashed the joys promised to the world on this day of Christmas.

In the virgin <shone> fecundity, in the newborn shone God through the fateful gift.

The rod of Jesse bore fruit, a virgin bore God without knowing the smallest shade.

The king went hunting and placed His tent in the sun.

The virginal womb is the ivory throne of the true Salomon.

It is an admirable throne, unique and different from all other thrones.

The peaceful Salomon, son of the highest Father, chose this throne.

The Virgin came forth as throne, to whom God granted such an excellent gift.

Hail mother of Christ, most holy Virgin Mary, who in birth, after birth just like before remained; you, virgin, who gave birth to Christ, who nourished him with milk. Govern me, protect me, defend me, o mighty, I commend myself to you, do not abandon me, o virgin. So that I may not perish, give your prayers to Christ, o Mary.

Hail, morning star, our life, divine light, illuminating the whole world.

Defend us from ruin, you who are true medicine for all sinners.

Incline your ears now, for you are the queen of compassion, hear our songs.

Through them we pray you to guide our rulers along with their entire household

in such a way that, while they lead, they always be yours, and so that they can afterwards be lead to the heavens with you.

O glorious, o blessed queen of heaven, hear us, listen to us, Virgin Mary. Amen.

Hail, o glorious Mother, beautiful shoot of Jesse.

Born of royal stock, virgin ever untouched, you who are called star of the sea.

Rejoice, pious and splendid, hear us without delay and always pray for us.

My soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer. The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me. I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.

He whom earth, sea and the heavens honour, adore, announce, he who rules the threefold creation Mary’s cloistered midriff carries, she who didn’t know the secrets.

The one whom moon, sun and all things ardently serve through the ages, the belly of a girl bears suffused by heaven’s grace.

Mother blessed with a gift, whose highest Creator, he who contains the world in his little fist, was closed up in <her> womb’s casket.

Blessed by the heaven’s messenger, fertile through the Holy Ghost, through whose womb he whom the people desire was brought forth.

Christ´s door is made open, fully shone with grace, and the king passes and it stays closed, like it was before, throughout the ages.

The descendant of celestial light, He proceeded through the virgin's hall; husband, savior, creator, His church's giant.

His mother's honour and joy, huge hope of the faithful; In death's dark cups He dissolves our crime.

Mary, mother of grace, mother of mercy, protect us from the enemy and pick us up on death's day.

Glory to you Lord, born from the virgin, with father and Holy Ghost for ever-eternal ages.
Amen.

Kind mother of the redeemer, you who remain as an open gate of heaven, and star of the sea;
Succor the people, falling though trying to rise. You who begot in miraculous manner your holy begetter;
Virgin before and after, accepting this Ave from Gabriel's mouth, have mercy of the sinners.

O thou fairest among women, what is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so charge us? My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand; His lips dropping sweet smelling myrrh. His throat is most sweet; yea, he is altogether lovely.

This is my beloved and this is my friend, o daughters of Jerusalem.

O Mary closed garden, harbour for the shipwrecked world; Reconcile us with who formed you, him who chose you as his mother.

Hear us, virgin glorious, only hope after your son. Gracious and imperious, delete our sinful affairs. Accept our songs, obtain our pardon, celestial, beauteous.

Hail, virginal beauty, hail celestial light, may this thanksgiving feast be an enjoyment for us.

Your veneration is namely a compliment for the highest things.

Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee. Thy lips drop as the honeycomb, honey and milk are under thy tongue; And how much better is the smell of thine ointments than all spiced! For lo, the winter is passed, the rain is over and gone; The flowers have opened, And the vines with the tender grape give a good smell; And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land. Arise my love, and come away. Come with me from Lebanon, come and be crowned.

Blessed Mary, the Begetter of God, whose womb remains chaste, today gave birth to the saviour of all generations.

Blessed is she who believed everything that was said to her by the Lord for it was fulfilled.

Who did you see, shepherds? Say, tell us. Who has appeared on earth? We saw the son in the choir of angels, Saviour and Lord. He whom the mother gave birth. Her name ist eternal and she experienced the joys of a mother while keeping the honour of virginity. And none is seen like her before, nor there will be any after her.

Hail, salvation of the weak, and consolation of the miserable; Destroy the squalors of the sins, of those who praise you, lady.

Hail, mother of Jesus Christ, as a virgin you bore a god. Through your virtue you ascended to heaven, granting salvation to mankind.

You were a flower among thorns, like a flower you pleased the flower through the grace of piety.

Hail, mother of the true Solomon, fleece of Gedeon, whose new-born the Magi praised with three gifts.

Virgin without compare, you who bestowed joys upon the weeping world.

May you deign to behold us, so that we may be able to live with Christ in glory.

Hail, bride of the highest Word, haven of the sea, token of the bramble-bush, rod of the smoke of spices, lady of the angels.

Rejoice, virgin saluted by the messenger Gabriel, rejoice, mother delighted by the birth of Jesus.

Rejoice, lady of the world, sweet above all creatures. Rejoice, Queen of heaven, you who take away the vices of Eve.

O full of divine grace beyond all others!

Free us from the bond of sin, from the Enemy, the flesh and the world, o Mary.

Rejoice, virgin, you who enjoy delights, purge us from our vices, [You who are] already a rose joined to a lily, and unite [us] with your Son.

Hear us, Mother of God, pray God your Son, lest He condemn us.

And make the reborn reign, purged from sin, through your usual piety.

We adore you Christ and we bless you, because through your Holy Cross you have redeemed the world.

Sweet virgin, pious virgin, be for us a path of Life, be our refuge, so that we may sing with a sweet melody "Ave Maria."

Hail, virgin of virgins, hail light of lights, hail, guiding star.

Lily of chastity, consoler of all, Forgiveness of sins.

You are the bearer of forgiveness, you are the lamp of grace, you are the highest queen of glory and the true medicine of the scared soul.