Mater Salutaris

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Publication Information:
Novello — No 29 0529 09 (1983)

Text Information:
Reference: medieval source

Duration: ca. 5 min.
Lyrics: Holy Mary, mother mild, mater salutaris, (Beneficial Mother) Fairest flow'r of any field Vere nuncupans (you are truly called by name) With Jesus Christ you were with child; You drive me from my musings wild Potente, (with power) Which make me go to death, I know, Repente. (Suddenly) My thoughts are wild like any roe, Luto gratuvante (exulung in the mire) They plunge me in the utmost woe Illaque favente (indulging in these thoughts) But if the Christ from me should go, I know my heart would break in two. Fervore. Dolore (With passion. With sorrow) Jesu, through Your pow'r and might Omnia fecisti (you made all things) The Holy Ghost on Mary alight, Sicut voluisti (as you wished) Since we call him Lord Almighty, Jesu bring my thought to Christ Constanter (constantly) That it shall stay, not go astray Fraudanter. (Deceitfully) Sweetest Lady, flow'r of all, Vere consolatrix, (truly Consoling One) Be my helper lest I fall, Cuncus reparamx. (Restorer of all things) Gentlest Queen of chosen sway, Be before me night and day Precantis! (Of him who prays) Give me grace to see the face Infantis! (of the child) That through your sweetest pray'rs I may, Tutrix orphanorum, (Protector of orphans) Leave this world's vexatious way, Solamen miserorum; (Comfort of the sorrowing) And to you, Lady, may I take My sins and them thereby forsake Volente, (willingly) And so not miss your heavenly bliss: Poscente (invoking) (Anonymous Medieval Lyrics)
Submitted by: Anthony DiCello    Added: Jun 16, 2022