Mother of God

mother of god, and daughter of thy son, yet mother mine;
the lady of thy lord, the holy one, thy child divine;
show me thy wondrous babe, o mother maid, foretold of yore;
the treasure on thy virgin bosom laid let me adore.

mother of god, commend me to thy son, as here i bend;
and o, commend me when my task is done and life shall end;
within thy out stretched hands i leave my heart, pure maid, with thee;
a worthless gift from which thou wilt not part eternally.