(Salutation to) All of Your Images

Salutation, salutation to all of your images, O Mother of God, from me, my Lady Mary. Again, salutation to the two seals of your virginity. Accept my hymn for you at the horn of the Spirit, so that I may sing for you. May my image be preserved by your image. May the wings of your mysteries surround me. Salutation to your head, my Lady Mary, which is adorned. The pure hair that sprouted. The houses of light placed a crown upon it. Solomon, your father, raised a song concerning you. And the locks of your head are like a measure of honey. By the Holy Spirit, your mind and your body were made virgin. Salutation to your face, my Lady Mary, like the face of the sun that gives light. As David, your father, says in the Psalm: All the nobles of the earth will bow down to your face. Mary, bless my end with your right hand. Salutation to your ears, my Lady Mary, in Nazareth of Galilee. The annunciation of Gabriel, which they heard. That which is beyond custom, that in virginity you would conceive God. And again, hear the voice of your infant.

Salutation to your stature, which is like a shoot. My Lady Mary, whom the river of milk and honey has planted. O Virgin, virgin, daughter of Israel. The flower of your womb, the high Emmanuel. Salutation to the virginity of your mind and to your virginity, my Lady Mary, daughter of the prophets and the prophet. The flower of your womb, the high Lord God Adonai. The pasture of your grazing, where the sun sets. The bread of his holy, divine body, the mystery. The divine blood of his side, the wine of the chalice. Salutation to your images, Mary, mother, and mother of our Lord. In the wings of your virginity, the two cover us. In your hand, guard our souls. The bitterness of our body, remove from us, and your son, your bosom, embrace us. Salutation, salutation to all of your images, my Lady Mary. May my image be gathered in your hand, mother. The wings of your purity, sealed with the Holy Spirit. For my Lord, his mother, the horn of salutation. Salutation, salutation to all of your images, Mary, my Lady. You are my mother, and your son is my father. Be a crown of nature for my head, a garment of light for my image. In your right hand, guard my soul and my body.

Salutation, salutation to all of your images, my Lady Mary, to your body and your soul, to your bone and your blood, to your sinews and your veins, Mother of God in truth. May my image be preserved by your image, forever and ever, ever turning in your hand. Salutation I say to all of your images. Before the world, the Son of God chose you to be his mother. Among the children of men there is none like you, Mary, virgin in your mind and your body. Bless your people, the sheep of the Gospel, with your hand. Salutation, salutation to all of your images, from the hair of your head to your feet, Holy of Holies, who are so named. Arise, virgin, put on your power, and drown the Jews, your enemies. Cover me, dove of Solomon, with your wings of light, and guard me like the pupil of an eye, from the coming world from the hand of Satan, and save me from evil men. I have taken refuge, I have taken refuge in all your images, Mary, vine of the Gospel, offering.