Sing We Ave, Word Endearing Lyrics

1. Sing we "Ave," word endearing,
Mary's welcome, sweet and cheering,
When the expected hour was nearing
To the Daughter, Mother, Maid;
At the quick'ning salutation,
David's seed of royal station
Won the Lord of all creation,
Lily 'mid the thorns display'd.

2. Ave! with their trine oblation
Sages gave thee salutation,
Gideon's fleece prefiguration,
Mother of true Solomon;
Ave! Sun resplendent bearing,
Virgin, joy maternal sharing,
For a fallen world preparing
Life in glory, and a throne.

3. Ave! Branch of perfume rarest,
Burning Bush, the Word who barest,
Queen of Angels best and fairest,
Port for wand'rers o'er the sea;
From thy Son, by intercession,
Mercy win for our transgression,
And a title to possession
Of eternal bliss with thee.