I. Fair Mother mild

When Jesus saw his mother and the disciple there whom he loved, he said to his mother, “Woman, behold, your son.” Then he said to the disciple, “Behold, your mother.”  –John 19: 26-27

Fair Mother mild, your will with His aligned,

And perfectly, your soul so filled with grace,

Do help me now, for I am ill-inclined

To warfare or to toil to turn my face.

So near His Cross you stand, and to His heart;

His love for me most certainly you know.

‘Tis He you aim to please in taking part

In this my battle ‘gainst the deadly foe.

I know not why Christ loves me, sinner vile.

I faint and fall upon the battlefield.

And yet His love propels me all the while

To rise again, true pow’r in Him to wield.

His boundless mercy casts me in your care.

You love Him better; teach me that love rare.

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About Victoria Grefer

Victoria is a New Orleans girl, born and raised, with an appreciation for the charm of the Deep South. She has a bachelor's degree in Spanish and English and a master's degree in Spanish literature, all from the University of Alabama. From the age of six she dreamed of becoming a writer, and her writing career begin in the third grade with a series of stories about herself and her friends solving mysteries. She self-published the Herezoth trilogy between 2012 and 2014 and is working on its second edition. She is soon to be a graduate student of theology.
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