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EmmaSowl
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Our Lady of Guadalupe means so much to me. I credit her prayers with pulling me out of the pit I was in 5 years ago.
On the more sentimental side - 12/12 is my late parents wedding anniversary, and I married a man named Juan from Mexico City.
So I wrote her a song. It’s to the melody of “Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silent”; also of
“Christians, Let Us Love One Another”:
GUADALUPE, OUR QUEEN
Fifteen hundred years after Christ’s death, in a land drenched with human blood,
Juan Diego saw Guadalupe lift her children from Aztec mud.
And the brave new worlds of the Americas crowned a queen whose Son is God.
Every wise, important person mocked Diego’s claims day by day -
Till the Virgin shone from his tilma, wiping every sneer away.
For five hundred years, this gentle miracle shows the world where True Power lay.
Changing hearts of foolish and learned, comforting both sinners and saints,
Mary’s smile calls drug lords to come home*; Mary’s eyes cause experts to faint.**
Guadalupe’s love points always to her Son: Christ, Who blessed His own mother’s pain.
God, the Father of our Savior; God, the Father of Mary’s Son,
God, the Son of human mother; God, Whose death salvation won.
God, the Holy Ghost, Spouse of the most-chaste bride - we await your heav’nly kingdom.
*the reference to drug lords comes from my husband telling me that Mexican gangs will not tag an image of Our Lady of Guadalupe.
**the reference to experts fainting comes from a story of a Japanese eye expert (can’t remember his title) commissioned to study Mary’s eyes in the tilma. Once he did, he fainted. When brought to, he said that she was looking back at him. He became Catholic.
On the more sentimental side - 12/12 is my late parents wedding anniversary, and I married a man named Juan from Mexico City.
So I wrote her a song. It’s to the melody of “Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silent”; also of
“Christians, Let Us Love One Another”:
GUADALUPE, OUR QUEEN
Fifteen hundred years after Christ’s death, in a land drenched with human blood,
Juan Diego saw Guadalupe lift her children from Aztec mud.
And the brave new worlds of the Americas crowned a queen whose Son is God.
Every wise, important person mocked Diego’s claims day by day -
Till the Virgin shone from his tilma, wiping every sneer away.
For five hundred years, this gentle miracle shows the world where True Power lay.
Changing hearts of foolish and learned, comforting both sinners and saints,
Mary’s smile calls drug lords to come home*; Mary’s eyes cause experts to faint.**
Guadalupe’s love points always to her Son: Christ, Who blessed His own mother’s pain.
God, the Father of our Savior; God, the Father of Mary’s Son,
God, the Son of human mother; God, Whose death salvation won.
God, the Holy Ghost, Spouse of the most-chaste bride - we await your heav’nly kingdom.
*the reference to drug lords comes from my husband telling me that Mexican gangs will not tag an image of Our Lady of Guadalupe.
**the reference to experts fainting comes from a story of a Japanese eye expert (can’t remember his title) commissioned to study Mary’s eyes in the tilma. Once he did, he fainted. When brought to, he said that she was looking back at him. He became Catholic.