Psalm 67

Let Mary arise, and let her enemies be scattered: let them all be crushed beneath her feet. Break thou the attack of our enemies: destroy all their iniquity. To thee, O Lady, have I cried in my tribulation: and thou hast given serenity to my conscience. Let not thy praise fail in our mouths: nor thy love in our hearts. There is much peace to them that love thee, O Lady: their souls shall not see death forever. Glory be to the Father, etc.