God looked upon a woman

Don't smile, brothers and sisters,
And don't shrug your shoulders:
Our God is fascinating and what he does always surpasses the impossible.

God looked upon a woman and loved her,
And he who loves even before looking at the face
Seeks the beauty that lies in the heart.

God looked upon a woman who was from the race
Of the little ones without name,
Those that live far away from palaces.

Those who work in kitchens,
Those who come from the numbers of the humble and the forgotten,
Those that never open their mouths and who are accustomed to poverty.

God looked upon her and found her to be beautiful,
And this woman was joined to him as if she were his beloved --
For life and for death.

From now on all generations will call her blessed.
God looked upon a woman. Her name was Mary.

As a woman who gives herself, she believed,
And during the night, in a grotto, she cried out with pain,
And from her womb God himself was born,
Brining with him salvation and peace, like treasures for all eternity.

As a woman who surrenders herself and never regrets it,
She believed against all the obscurity that enveloped her,
Against all the doubts that filled her.

From now on her name will be sung, because God took her
And she gave herself to him, she, Mary, one of us.

And God crowned her with stars and robed her with the sun,
And under her feet God placed the moon.

Her name is Mary, and if you looked upon her Lord, it is because on Our
earth filled with women and men, you found such beauty.