What will we bring to Thee, or what will we reward Thee, O Most Gracious Lady Lady, Intercessor of the Christian race, for all Your countless good deeds, which You always show to all who call on Your name and Your help to those who ask? Whoever flows to You is put to shame and leaves You unheard, O Most Merciful Mother? We, O Most Pure One, for the multitude of our sins and iniquities, are not worthy of calling Thy sweet name, let alone bring hymns from desecrated walls to Thee, and it is more convenient for us to love silence. But may we not appear unmemorable and ungrateful before You, we dare to bring You this kneeling praise: but You, Merciful Mother, do not hesitate to accept it, as it is lifted up from the abundance of hearts that love You. You Yourself, Lady, with Your grace touch our hearts, so that, like melted wax, they will shed before You in tearful blessings and praises.
We thank Thee, the All-Singing One: we do not conceal Thy good deeds, but loudly proclaim them, so that all who hear will flock to Thee, the only and shameless Intercessor of the Christian race, and may they ceaselessly praise Thee, the All-Singing One, forever and ever.