R. O sweetest branch,

you bloom from Jesse’s stock!

How great the mighty power,

that divinity

upon a daughter’s beauty gazed—

an eagle turns his eye

into the sun:

R. As Heaven’s Father tended to the Virgin’s splendor

when he willed his Word

in her to be incarnate.

V. For in God’s mystic mystery,

the Virgin’s mind illuminéd,

the flower bright—a wonder!—

forth from that Virgin

sprung:

R. As Heaven’s Father tended to the Virgin’s splendor

when he willed his Word

in her to be incarnate.

Glory be to the Father and to the Son and the Spirit

Holy, as it was in the beginning.

R. As Heaven’s Father tended to the Virgin’s splendor

when he willed his Word

in her to be incarnate.