For She has not scorned me
in my suffering;
She has not disregarded me
in my affliction
She has listened to my cry for help.
I will tell my story over and over;
I will keep all my promises.
The poor will have food and be satisfied;
all who seek will be found —
our hearts will be mended!
Always in all ways
we will turn to our Lady,
we will pray together
our joys will be doubled
our sorrows will halved
For She is our God
and we are Her people
All will worship Her and work with Her;
for we are just dust,
we cannot keep ourselves alive.
We will prosper in serving Her;
Our story will never end.
Honesty and justice will prevail
even to the yet unborn—
for She is with us.
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