Hail Queen of Angels holy Quires;
Hail whom the Court of heav'n admires;
Thou art the Root whence our joys spring;
The Gate that light to us didst bring;
Heav'ns brightest Saints thy grace outshines;
Thy Glory, all the Seraphins:
Live, happy Favorite of Thy Son,
And plead our cause at his dread Throne.