How can it be that one so small
Could be the mother of us all,
God’s mother, and my mother too?
O Mary, there is none like you.
My simple words cannot express
The mystery of your lowliness.
God chose you for His humble home.
Your arms of love, His little throne.
’Twas your profound humility
That drew the Holy Trinity
Into your frail humanity
That all might know divinity.
The Father gazed on you with love,
The Spirit leapt from heav’n above,
And God became your little Son,
In lowliness, salvation won!
Please help me to be more like you
That I might draw the Spirit too
As I receive your risen Son
In each and every little one.
And help me to be smaller still,
In everything, the Father’s will!
In Jesus’ name, with you I pray,
“Come, Holy Spirit, have your way!”
Imprimatur: +Christian Lépine – Archbishop of Montreal – January 6, 2018
