Bring flowers of the fairest; Bring flowers of the rarest-
From garden and woodland and hillside and dale.
Our poor souls are swelling, our glad voices telling
The praise of the loveliest Rose of the May!
O Mary we crown thee with blossoms today-
Queen of the Angels, Queen of the May!
Through Mary to Jesus, she shows us the way,
Queen of the Angels, Queen of the May!
