Raise your voices, vales and mountains,
Flowery meadows, streams and fountains,
Praise, oh, praise the loveliest Maiden
Ever the Creator made.
Murmuring brooks, your tribute bringing,
Little birds with joyful singing,
Come with mirthful praises laden
To your Queen be homage paid.
Say, sweet Virgin, we implore thee,
Say, what beauty God sheds o’er thee:
Praise and thanks to him be given,
Who in love created thee.
Like a sun with splendour glowing,
Gleams thy heart with love o’erflowing;
Like the moon in starry heaven,
Shines thy peerless purity.
Like the rose and lily blooming,
Sweetly heaven and earth perfuming,
Stainless, spotless, thou appearest
Queenly beauty graces thee.
But, to God, in whom thou livest,
Sweeter joy and praise thou givest,
When to him in beauty nearest,
Yet, so humble thou canst be.