Classic Poem

Was never none other
Like our God's Mother.

I sing the Lady of all most fair,
Of all most dainty and debonair,
She to whose feet the angels come, —
Lady Mary of God's Kingdom!

I sing the Lady of all most good,
Immaculate Lady of Motherhood,
She that holdeth our hearts in fee, —
Lady Mary of God's City!

I sing the Lady of all most dear,
She that cherished us yesteryear,
She that will cherish when this world dies, —
Lady Mary of Paradise!

Yet was never none so fair,
Yet was never none so good,
On the green earth anywhere
As our Lady of Motherhood. —

Yet never none other
Like our God's Mother.