O Mary, of all creatures thou art the noblest,
the purest, the holiest, the most sublime, the most beautiful.
Oh, that all knew you, my Lady,
and loved thee as thou deserveth!
I too, though I am a sinner,
love thee, my most amiable Queen.
And yet I love thee too little.
I long to love thee with a greater and more tender affection,
and it is thou who must obtain this grace for me.
To love thee is a singular mark of predestination,
a grace that God grants to those who are saved.
Then too, my Mother,
I realize my great obligation to love thy Son;
I see that He deserves an infinite love.
Since thou desireth so much to see Him loved,
obtain this grace for me, a deep love for Jesus Christ.
I have no wish for earthly goods, for honors, for riches.
I ask for that which thine heart desires far more,
to love my God alone.
Is it likely that thou wilt not help me in my desire,
which is so pleasing to thee?
Ah no, for even now thou art praying for me.
But I am consoled in thinking that so many Souls in Heaven
and saintly people on earth
love thee for thy goodness and beauty.
Above all, I rejoice that God Himself loves thee alone,
more than He loves all men and Angels together.
Pray for me, Mary;
pray and never cease to pray until thou dost greet me in Heaven.
There I shall possess my God forever.
There too I shall possess my dearest Mother.