Ps. lxxxvii. 2: "O Lord, the God of my salvation: Let my prayer come in before Thee; incline Thy ear to my petition."



Have mercy on us, God Most High!
 Who lift our hearts to Thee;
 Have mercy on us worms of earth,
 Most Holy Trinity!
 How wonderful creation is!
 The work that Thou didst bless;
 And oh! what then must Thou be like,
 Eternal Loveliness!
 
Most ancient of all mysteries!
 Before Thy throne we lie;
 Have mercy now, most merciful,
 Most Holy Trinity!
 O Majesty most beatiful!
 Most Holy Trinity!
 On Mary's throne we climb to get
 A far-off sight of Thee.
 
When heaven and earth were yet unmade,
 When time was yet unknown,
 Thou in Thy bliss and majesty
Didst live and love alone.
 O listen, then, Most Pitiful!
 To Thy poor creature's heart;
 It blesses Thee, that Thou art God,
 That Thou art what Thou art!
 
Thou wert not born, there was no fount
 From which Thy Being flowed;
 There is no end which Thou canst reach;
 But thou art simply God.
 Most ancient of all mysteries!
 Still at Thy throne we lie;
 Have mercy now, most merciful,
 Most Holy Trinity.