Come descend among us
Light within our midst
stamping darkness underfoot
sweet lady font of bliss
Cast your eyes upon us
Predestined to that place
Predispose to paradise
all those who seek your face
Angels they have fallen
jealous of that love
there beside the throne of God
his only turtle dove
Beauty oh most humble
never taking note
Tender feet now resting firm
upon the dragons throat
Prophets did proclaim thee
Kings have prophesied
Queen Mother of Jerusalem
'Oh Woman'
Christ would cry
God was just your infant child
Teach us how to pray
You looked down on heaven once
upon the break of day
Crown of all creation
Our nature's only boast
Your soul alone does magnify
the Christ the lord of Hosts
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem