Mystic Rose

Our Lady Guadalupe, Mystic Rose,
Whose light reflects the light of Savior Son,
Brings light to us who carry our dark load
Of illness in Eve’s nature was begun,
Brings Second Adam to our fallen state
To rescue Image by our Father sown.
We’re tarnished by the fruit First Adam ate–
All us who by Him are as persons known.
He saves us by His life in womb you bear,
Who wipes away our darkness with His Cross
And raises us to breathe pure heaven’s air–
Will burnish us within, remove sin’s dross.
May your Son enter us who lives in you,
As you, our Mother, with Him make us new. 

Our Lady Guadalupe

Our Lady Guadalupe, Heaven’s Rose,
You bear God’s New Creation in your womb–
Birthed in your Son now Risen from His tomb,
Your womb forever opened, never closed
To us, your children, born with Eden’s woes
Yet saved by God from that first garden’s doom.
Through your eternal “yes” He grants His boon,
For from your womb with Jesus all arose.
With Juan Diego at your feet, we stand
In thanks that in your heart you carry us–
By Spirit, water born in this world’s storm.
With him we hold your roses in our hands,
And in your “yes” we place our heart’s sure trust
As this world’s winter thawed by hearts made warm.