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- Latin
- Alma Redemptoris Mater, quae pervia caeli
- Porta manes, et stella maris, succurre cadenti,
- Surgere qui curat, populo: tu quae genuisti,
- Natura mirante, tuum sanctum Genitorem
- Virgo prius ac posterius, Gabrielis ab ore
- Sumens illud Ave, peccatorum miserere.
From the first Sunday of Advent until Christmas Eve:
- V. Angelus Domini nuntiavit Mariae
- R. Et concepit de Spiritu Sancto.
- Oremus
From First Vespers of Christmas until the Presentation:
- V. Post Partum Virgo inviolata permansisti.
- R. Dei Genitrix, intercede pro nobis.
- Oremus
- English translation
- Loving Mother of the Redeemer,
- gate of heaven, star of the sea,
- assist your people who have fallen yet strive to rise again.
- To the wonderment of nature you bore your Creator,
- yet remained a virgin after as before.
- You who received Gabriel's joyful greeting,
- have pity on us poor sinners.
From the first Sunday of Advent until Christmas Eve:
- V. The Angel of the Lord brought tidings unto Mary
- R. And she conceived by the Holy Ghost.
- Let us pray.
From First Vespers of Christmas until the Presentation:
- V. After childbirth, O Virgin, thou didst remain inviolate.
- R. O Mother of God, plead for us.
- Let us pray.
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