The Joys

Thou art Perpetual Help benign,

Come, therefore, I implore Thee;

Come hasten to assist me, O Mother sweet and kind!

Hear, O Virgin pure,

Our fervent prayers of love

That fly to Thee above

On the altar where I kneel.

Come hasten to assist me, O Mother sweet and kind!

Stained by guilt and sin

I bow my head and cry

And at Thy feet I sigh

For clemency and love.

Come hasten to assist me, O Mother sweet and kind!

Free my careless soul

From all its tepid ways

And set my soul ablaze

With fervor in devotion. 

Come hasten to assist me, O Mother sweet and kind!

If my virtue wanes

When tempests howl and roar

My energies restore,

Beloved Morning Star. 

Come hasten to assist me, O Mother sweet and kind!

Wretched in this vale

Of pain and tribulation

For heavenly consolation

I humbly beg of Thee. 

Come hasten to assist me, O Mother sweet and kind!

To Thy faithful child

Encouragement provide

And toward virtue guide

His weak, unsteady steps. 

Come hasten to assist me, O Mother sweet and kind!

Free my fickle heart

From all its lassitude

And grant it fortitude

To lead a sinless life. 

Come hasten to assist me, O Mother sweet and kind!

In the final clash

With death in all its fright

How great my soul’s delight

If then I can exclaim,

Come hasten to assist me, O Mother sweet and kind!

In Purgatory’s fire,

Dear Mother, please be sweet;

Great Lady, I entreat,

Alleviate my pains.

Come hasten to assist me, O Mother sweet and kind!

Grant me, Mother dear,

As fond farewell to Thee

To sing unceasingly

With love and praise to Thee:

Come hasten to assist me, O Mother sweet and kind!