Statue of Mary in a high niche in the narthex of St. Michael's Cathedral.
With your substance you have fed that same Jesus who every day gives me life, your life, O Mary, that very life which He owes you. Every drop of His blood you gave Him so that it should be mine. With your virgin milk you fed Him so that He might die on the Cross and open the gates of heaven for me. My beloved Mother, it is to you, then, that I owe the happiness which I enjoy in contemplating Him.
– Servant of God, Concepcion Cabrera de Armida
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