[Established 1931]

Prayers to Our Lady

The Memorare

Remember, most gracious Virgin Mary, 
that never was it known that anyone who fled to your protection,
implored your help or sought your intercession was left unaided.
Inspired with this confidence, I fly to you, Virgin of virgins, my Mother. 
To you I come, before you I stand, sinful and sorrowful. 
Mother of the Word Incarnate, despise not my petitions, 
but in your mercy hear and answer me.

The Sub Tuum Praesidium

We fly to your patronage, 
O Holy Mother of God; 
despise not our petitions in our needs, 
but deliver us from all dangers, 
O Glorious and blessed Virgin.

Prayer to Our Lady Of Walsingham

O Mary, recall the solemn moment when Jesus, your divine Son, 
dying on the cross confided us to your maternal care. 
You are our Mother; we desire ever to remain your devout children. 
Let us therefore feel the effects of your powerful intercession with Jesus Christ. 
Make your name again glorious in this place, once renowned throughout our land 
by your visits, favours and many miracles.
Pray, O Holy Mother of God, for the conversion of England, restoration of the sick, 
consolation for the afflicted, repentance of sinners, peace to the departed. 
O Blessed Mary, Mother of God, Our Lady of Walsingham intercede for us. 

The Prayer for England

O Blessed Virgin Mary, Mother of God, 
and our most gentle Queen and Mother, 
look down in mercy upon England, your dowry; 
and upon us all who greatly hope and trust in you. 
By you it was that Jesus, our Saviour and our hope, 
was given to the world; and he has given you to us 
that we may hope still more. 
Plead for us your children whom you received 
and accepted at the foot of the cross. O sorrowful Mother, 
intercede for our separated brethren that, with us, 
in the one true fold, we may be united to the chief Shepherd, 
the Vicar of your Son. 
Pray for us all, dear Mother, that by faith fruitful in good works 
we may be counted worthy to see and praise God, 
together with you, in our heavenly home.

The Magnificat

+ My soul glorifies the Lord,
my spirit rejoices in God my saviour.
He looks on his servant in her lowliness;
henceforth all generations will call me blessed.

The Almighty works marvels for me.
Holy is his name!
His mercy is from age to age 
on those who fear him.

He puts forth his arm in strength 
and scatters the proud hearted.
He casts the mighty from their thrones
and raises the lowly.

He fills the starving with good things,
sends the rich away empty.
He protects Israel, his servant,
remembering his mercy,
the mercy promised to our fathers,
to Abraham and his sons forever.

Glory be to the Father, and to the Son,
and to the Holy Spirit;
as it was in the beginning, is now 
and ever shall be, world without end. 


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