Hold the Scepter In Your Hand

Heavenwards

Hold the scepter in your hand;

Mother, protect your Schoenstatt Land.

There you alone are Queen;

cause every foe to flee.

Create a paradise for yourself there

and hold the dragon at bay.

Woman of the Sun, step forth with light

and ascend to the heights of the noonday sky

Build from here a world

which is pleasing to the Father,

as our Savior once implored

so longingly in prayer.

Build from here a world

which is pleasing to the Father,

as our Savior once implored

so longingly in prayer.

May love ever reign there

together with truth and justice

and a unity which does not

become mass-mindedness

nor lead to inner slavery.

Reveal your power

in the dark and stormy night.

Let the world see your active hand

and stand in admiration before you,

so that it speak your name with love,

profess loyalty to your kingdom,

fearlessly carry your banner far and wide

and victoriously defeat every foe.

Let Schoenstatt remain your favorite place,

a stronghold of apostolic spirit,

a leader on the way to holy battle,

a source of everyday sanctity,

a firebrand glowing for Christ,

scattering sparks of searing brightness

until the world, a sea of flames,

burns to the glory of the Trinity. Amen.