Holy Mary, you are the Mother of Mercies,
the sweet comforter
and only refuge of the needy and the orphan,
of the desolate and afflicted.
an eye of pity on a miserable,
forlorn child of Eve,
and hear my prayer; for since,
in just punishment of my sins,
I find myself encompassed by a multitude of evils,
and oppressed with much anguish of spirit,
wither can I fly for more secure shelter,
O amiable Mother of my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ,
than under the wings of you maternal protection?
Please listen, with an ear of pity and compassion,
to my humble and earnest request.