Hail Mary, White Lily of the Glorious
and always-serene Trinity.
Hail brilliant Rose of the Garden of heavenly delights:
O, you, by whom God wanted to be born,
and by whose milk the King of Heaven wanted to be nourished!
Nourish our souls with effusions of divine grace.
Virgin Mary: At the hour when the soul which has thus greeted me quits the body, I'll appear to them in such splendid beauty that they'll taste, to their great consolation, something of the joys of Paradise.