Madonna of Bikol! Queen of God's People!
O Lady, of Peñafrancia shrine,
We come to you, to sing anew
Of your constant care! Of your love divine!
In joy and in sorrow, today and tomorrow,
From East to West, where ever we roam
From far or near, Ina most dear,
What matters only is we are home!
In this trysting place of God's embrace
A love we say not in solitude,
In whispered sighs, from only the wise,
But is sung and shouted by a multitude!
One are the Bikols! One with all peoples!
With God and His angels and saints above!
Banishing sadness, bursting with gladness
Proclaiming the wonder of our Mother's love!
*Oragon, Sept., 1992; Handiong, Sept., 9, 92
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