It seems this dribble has been posted as well in other places and here is a good defense of it.
Enraptured by the splendor of your heavenly beauty
This same poetry is found in the language of countless 19th century poets, too. . .do we suspect them of diefying their subjects? The language of love is beyond words. . .we do our best. Some do better than others. That's not worship.
and impelled by the anxieties of the world, we cast ourselves into your arms, Oh Immaculate Mother of Jesus and our Mother
As she is the Mother of our Lord and our Mother given to us by our Lord on the Cross, we look to her as children look to a mother. As children, when we were scared did we not go to our earthly mothers with our fears? Did we not throw ourselvs into our mother's arms? Did we not beg her protection? Did we not have faith that she could help us? In doing all this, did that somehow make her a god to us? Of course not. This is simply how children look to a mother. That's not worship.
....we adore and praise the peerless richness of the sublime gifts with which God has filled you above every other mere creature
This is very simply adoration and praise of our Lord and God. We notice in our Mother the "peerless richness" of what God has done in her. We acknowledge that even with all her gifts, she is still but a creature. We marvel at the goodness of God in his creation of our Blessed Mother. That's not worship.
from the moment of conception until the day on which after your assumption into heaven, He crowned you Queen of the Universe.
Again, we are recognized the created being of our Blessed Mother. We recognize that though she is crowned Queen, it is not a self-proclaimed or self-attained position. "He" crowned her. There is a definite hierarchy implicit in such language. We recognize the special position of grace and honor God has given the Mother He chose from all eternity to bring forth the Son. That's not worship.
Oh crystal fountain of
faith, bathe our hearts with your heavenly perfume.
We are all meant, created, intended to be fountains of faith for each other--that's our call as Christians. Here we are simply recognizing the crystalline example of faith in our Mother. We honor her for her example and her faithfulness. In poetic language, we are simply expressing our deepest desire to follow her example. That's not worship.
Oh Conqueress of evil and death
See Genesis and Revelation. That's prophecy, that's not worship.
inspire in us a deep horror of sin which makes the soul detestable to God and the slave of hell.
We are asking of our Blessed Mother the very thing that we expect of our pastors and religious. We are asking for her to "inspire" us. We are asking our Mother to teach us. We are asking her to protect us with her instruction. We are asking for her guidance and love. That's not worship.
Oh well-beloved of God, hear the ardent cries which rise up from every heart in this year dedicated to you.
Echoing the greeting of the angel Gabriel, we address our Mother. We ask her to hear us as children. We celebrate her. My mom, here on earth, is beloved of God. I ask my mom to listen to me. . .to pray for me. . .to teach me. . .to love me. I celebrate her on Mother's Day and on her birthday. That's not worship.
Then tenderly, Oh Mary, cover our aching wound; convert the wicked, dry the tears of the afflicted and the oppressed. Comfort the poor and humble.
We're asking her to do the job of a mother. That's not worship.
Quench hatred, sweeten harshness, safeguard the flower of purity and protect the Holy Church.
We're asking her to do the job of a Christian. That's not worship.
In your name resounding harmoniously in heaven, may they recognize that all are brothers...
We recognize her special place in God's kingdom. We recognize that through her Son, Jesus Christ, we have been made "brothers." We are children of the same Father. We have been given a Mother. That's not worship.
Receive, Oh sweet Mother our humble supplications and above all, obtain for us that on that day, happy with you,
We are asking for our Mother's help. We bring her our needs. We have faith in her ability to use the gifts she's been given to meet our needs. That's not worship.
we may repeat before your throne that hymn which is sung today around your altars.
Is not the altar of God, the table of his family? Do we not all share in the sacrifices of our Savior, Jesus Christ? Would this be any less for His Blessed Mother? As Christians, do we doubt that any altar of the Blessed Mother's is wholly dedicated to the worship of her Creator and Son?
You are beautiful Oh Mary.
My husband tells me I'm beautiful. That's not worship.
As the tabernacle of the Lord, our Blessed Mother is filled with the Glory of God. To recognize God's movement in her is not worship.
You are the joy, you are the Honor of our people."
I tell my children that they are my "joy"--that's not worship. And I thought we all "honored" our Mother--Protestants and Catholics alike. That's not worship either.
SO, where's the worship? I didn't find it.
I don't find it either.