258 O Glorious Maid, Exalted Far Stacked

O glorious Maid, exalted far beyond the light of burning star, from him who made thee thou hast won grace to be Mother of his Son. That which was lost in hapless Eve thy holy Scion did retrieve; the tear-worn sons of Adam's race through thee have seen the heavenly place. Thou wast the gate of heaven's high Lord, the door through which the light hath poured. Christians rejoice, for through a Maid to all mankind is life conveyed! All honor, laud and glory be, O Jesus, Virgin-born to thee! All glory, as is ever meet, to Father and to Paraclete.