Queen of the May

The Wreath with which we are to Crown 
Our Lady Queen of May

"And thou shalt be a crown of glory in the hand of the Lord,
and a royal diadem in the hand of thy God"--Isa. lxii. 3

We'll twine the rose that early blows
With the lily of the vale;
And violet we won't forget,
That scents the morning gale.

Chorus
Flowers are springing, birds are singing,
The earth is bright and gay,
Then let us weave a blooming wreath
For Mary, Queen of May.

Our floral crown we'll place around
Her brows so heavenly fair;
And it will prove how much we love,
Though gleams no diamond there.

Chorus
Flowers are springing, birds are singing,
The earth is bright and gay,
Then let us weave a blooming wreath
For Mary, Queen of May.

For rose will tell we love her well
Who loved us unto death;
By lily flower we'll own her power
To win her sinless wreath.

Chorus
Flowers are springing, birds are singing,
The earth is bright and gay,
Then let us weave a blooming wreath
For Mary, Queen of May.

And violet sweet, that seeks retreat
To breathe its fragrant breath,
Will show that we the world will flee
And love her unto death.

Chorus
Flowers are springing, birds are singing,
The earth is bright and gay,
Then let us weave a blooming wreath
For Mary, Queen of May.

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