Oh, Mother of Perpetual Help,
to thee I send my plea,
look down upon my soldier,
take care of him for me.

And when he's blue and sick at
heart, discouraged and oppressed,
give him the will to carry on
in heavenly grace to rest.

Show unto him a mother's love,
as thou has shown to me,
bring comfort to his lonely heart,
this is mine...his mother's plea.