Oh precious jewel antique,
Ripened for Heav’n, adieu.
Peace for thee we seek
In that holy immaculate lieu;
Adorned with canopied love,
Dwell where tis forever sublime.
He’ll envelop thee like a glove,
Adieu to this temp’ry ticking time.
Receive your crown sweet princess.
Intrepid, replenish your spirit.
We’ll remember you no less;
Thine life to us was a merit.
I beseech thee no longer to pine—
Go now to the immortal shrine.
– EstherV
for Ammamma