Rose of the cross, thou mystic flower I lift my heart to thee: In ev'ry melancholy hour; O, Mary! remember me! In ev'ry melancholy hour, O, Mary! O, Mary! remember me. A wand'rer here, thro' many_a wild, Where few their way can see Bloom with thy fragrance on thy child; O, Mary! remember me! Bloom with thy fragrance on thy child; O, Mary! O, Mary! remember me. Let me but stand where thou hast stood, Beside the crimson tree; And by the water and the blood; O, Mary! remember me! And by the water and the blood, O, Mary! O, Mary! remember me. There let me wash my sinful soul, And be from sin set free; Drawn by thy love, by grace made whole; O, Mary! remember me! Drawn by thy love, by grace made whole; O, Mary! O, Mary! remember me. Be thy blest son my all in all, To whom for life I flee; And when before His feet I fall O, Mary! remember me! And when before His feet I fall; O, Mary! O, Mary! remember me.