Thursday, 7 September 2017


Year after year St. Anna was waiting,
For a child the fruit of their love.
Fervently praying, their love never ceasing,
Waiting, for a sign from above.

Their efforts bore fruit,
God opened St. Anna’s womb.
Immaculate Conception firmly took root,
Spotless from womb to the tomb.

St. Anna, St. Joachim proud parents of Mary,
Rejoiced at the birth of their child.
Fairest of creatures, the features of Mary,
There’s none like her, meek and mild.

Rejoice, Rejoice,
Oh see how your parents rejoice!!
Sweetly and tenderly, she sleeps like a dove,
In a cradle made for her with love.

                                                                                              Sr. Rose of Infant Jesus (Novice)                                        

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