Bring Flowers of the Rarest
by Mary Walsh
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1. Bring flow'rs of the rarest, bring flow'rs of the fairest,
From garden and woodland, and hillside and vale;
Our full hearts are swelling, our glad voices telling
The praise of the loveliest Rose of the dale.
O Mary! we crown thee with blossoms today, Queen of the Angels, Queen of the May,
O Mary, we crown thee with blossoms today, Queen of the Angels, Queen of the May.

2. Our voices ascending, in harmony blending,
Oh! thus may our hearts turn, dear Mother, to thee,
Oh! thus shall we prove thee how truly we love thee,
How dark, without Mary, life's journey would be.
O Mary! we crown thee with blossoms today, Queen of the Angels, Queen of the May,
O Mary, we crown thee with blossoms today, Queen of the Angels, Queen of the May.

3. Of Mothers the dearest, oh wilt thou be nearest,
When life with temptation is darkly replete?
Forsake us, oh, never! Our hearts, be they ever
As pure as the lilies we lay at thy feet.
O Mary! we crown thee with blossoms today, Queen of the Angels, Queen of the May,
O Mary, we crown thee with blossoms today, Queen of the Angels, Queen of the May.

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