Happy Birthday Dearest Mother

Happy Birthday to Our Most Blessed Mother, the beautiful Mystical Rose among thorns.

There is no rose of such virtue

As is the rose that bear Jesu:

Alleluia.

For in this rose contained was

Heaven and earth in little space:

Res Miranda.

By that rose we may well see

There be one God in Persons Three:

Pares forma.

The angels sang, the shepherds too:

Gloria in Excelsis Deo:

Gaudeamus.

Leave we all this worldly mirth

And follow we this joyful birth:

Transeamus.

Unknown Medieval Author