52. Oh! Balmy and Bright

Oh! balmy and bright as moonlit night,
Is the love of our Blessed Mother;
It lies like a beam
Over life's cold stream.
And life knows not such another,
Oh life knows not such another!

The month of May with a grace a day
Shines bright with our Blessed Mother;
The angels on high
In the glorious sky.
Oh they know not such another.
Nay they know not such another 1

The angels' Queen, the beautiful Queen,
Is the sinner's patient mother;
With pardon and peace
And the soul's release,
Where shall we find such another,
Where shall we find such another?

O IMary's Heart, the Immaculate Heart,
The Heart of the Saviour's Mother;
All heaven shows brig^ht
In its clear sweet light,
God hath not made such another,
God hath not made such another!

But Mary's love, her plentiful love,
Lives not in earthly mother;
'Twill show us at last,
When the strife is past.
Our merciful God as our Brother,
Our merciful God as our Brother!