I

Hail, full of grace, Virgin Theotokos,

Harbour of all who on the billows toss;

Refuge of those who helpless seek Thy grace,

Hopeless and sin-stained of our fallen race.

II

From thee the Lord Incarnate came to free

Those who are held in bands of misery.

Hail! Virgin Mother, for alone thou art

Blessèd for ever, by each human heart.

III

Say to the Christ that strife of sin should cease,

That to this world should come the bliss of peace.

Hail! full of grace, Virgin to thee be praise,

Now and for ever through the endless days.