He struggled. “May you be joyful, oh sainted Mary, you who are full of gracia.” He left just that one word in Spanish; it was too difficult to translate. He went on, “God the king is with you. You are the most praiseworthy of all women. And very praiseworthy is your womb of precious fruit, is Jesus. Oh Saint Mary, oh perfect maiden, you are the mother of God. May you speak for us wrong-doers. May it so be done.”
