In the quiet of the evening light,
She whispers solace to the weary hearts,
A gentle presence in the night,
Guiding with love that never departs.

Her grace, a beacon through the storm,
In shadows deep, her light remains,
A tender touch to keep us warm,
Her compassion flowing through our veins.

Mother of hope, in faith we find,
A refuge strong in her embrace,
With every prayer, our souls aligned,
In her mercy, we find our place.

Oh Mary, hear our humble plea,
Your gentle spirit, our guiding star,
In your love, we seek to be,
Forever near, never afar.