"I have stretched out my branches as the turpentine tree, and my branches are of honor and grace. As the vine, I have brought forth a pleasant odor; and my flowers are the fruit of honor and riches. I am the mother of fair love, and of fear, and of knowledge, and of holy hope. In me is all grace of the way and of the truth; in me is all hope of virtue." - Ecclus. 24
But thou O Lord, have mercy on us.
O Virgin Mary, who hast borne the Lord, the Creator of the world. Thou hast brought forth him that made thee, and ever remained a virgin.
Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee.