Virgin, most holy,
Mother of the Word Incarnate,
Treasurer of graces,
and Refuge of sinners,
I fly top your motherly affection
with lively faith,
and I beg of you the grace
ever to do the will of God.
Into your most holy hands
I commit the keeping of my heart,
asking you for health of soul and body,
in the certain hope that you,
my most loving Mother,
will hear my prayer.
Into the bosom of your tender mercy,
this day, every day of my life,
and at the hour of my death,
I commend my soul and body.
To you I entrust all my hopes and consolations,
all my trials and miseries,
my life and the end of my life,
that all my actions may be ordered
and disposed according to your will
and that of your Divine Son.