2. Sweet Lady of the Sacred Heart, This lovely month we crown,

: While from thy throne in heav'n above, Thy gentle eyes look down. :|| Sweet Lady of the Sacred Heart.

3. Sweet Lady of the Sacred Heart,
When life is darkest here,

: To us thy potent aid impart,
To comfort and to cheer. :||
Sweet Lady of the Sacred Heart.

4. Sweet Lady of the Sacred Heart, Immaculate and fair,

: Around thy Shrine, we gather now, To claim a mother's care. :||

Sweet Lady of the Sacred Heart.

5. Remember that thy power above, Nor bound, nor limit knows,

: Thou reignest o'er the Sacred Heart, Whence every blessing flows. :|| Sweet Lady of the Sacred Heart.

6. Sweet Lady of the Sacred Heart, Then ask and thou'lt obtain;

: For Jesus, at thy loving prayer, Will not be asked in vain. :||

Sweet Lady of the Sacred Heart.

Thou Art All Fair.

Words by REV, A. B. O'NEILL, C. S. C.

Music by ***

Thou art all fair

Mother blest, In

thee is found no stain, Thou'rt pur-er far than

whitest crest That decks the troubled main Thy

soul no taint did ever bear Of imperfections

First creature formed since Adam's fall
Who shared not Adam's sin,

Thy life was spent that mortals all
Celestial life might win.

Glad sight to heaven's highest court,
To view their peerless Queen;
And feeble man's most firm support
In that fair maid is seen.

O thou, fond Mother, guard me well,
I trust my soul to thee;

Defeat the serried ranks of hell,

Safe guide me o'er life's sea.

And when, all spent my mortal days,

I kiss death's fatal rod,

Be "Tota pulchra es

"the phrase

My soul shall hear from God.

The Heart of Mary.

Music by B. SWEENY, St. Mary's Academy, Notre Dame, Ind.

Words by A SISTER OF HOLY CROSS.

Rit.

Heart of Ma-ry, heav-en's Queen.

2. Clearer than the lily's chalice,

Fairer than the dove's white breast;
Purer than the Alpine snow-fields
On the cloud-kissed mountain's crest;
Brighter than all earthly beauty
Which in life and joy has part,
Is the Heart of all hearts purest-
Mary's stainless Mother-Heart.

3. God the Father from all ages

Looked upon that Heart with love;
God the Son beheld its beauty,
Lo! it drew Him from above;
God the Spirit brooded o'er it,
In its depths sin had no part;
Men and angels sing the glory
Of our Mother's stainless Heart.

Hail, Queen of Heaven.

1. Hail, Queen of Heav'n, the o

cean Star,

Guide of the wand'rer here be-low! Thrown