4. Glory be to God the Father And to His coequal Son, To the Holy Ghost resplendent; One in Three--Three in One; Praise we Father, Son and Spirit While eternal ages run.
1. Glorious Patron! Low before Thee Kneel Thy sons, with hearts aflame! And out voices blend in music, Singing praises to thy name. Saint John Baptist! Glorious Patron! Saint La Salle we sound thy fame.
2. Loyal to our Queen and Mother, At her feet didst vow thy heart, Earth, and all its joys, forsaking, Thou didst choose the better part. Saint La Salle, our glorious Father, Pierce our souls with love's one dart.
3. Model of the Christian teacher! Patron of the Christian youth! Lead us all to heights of glory, As we strive in earnest ruth. Saint La Salle! Oh, guard and guide use, As we spread afar the Truth!
4. In this life of sin and sorrow, Saint La Salle, oh, guide our way, In the hour of dark temptation, Father! Be our spirit's stay! Take our hand and lead us homeward, Saint La Salle, to Heav'ns bright day!
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Patron of Franciscan Tertiaries From the Fransciscan Manual From a Slovak Hymnal Arr by N. A. M.
1. Blessed Francis, holy father, Now our hearts to thee we raise, As we gather 'round thine altar, Pouring forth our hymns of praise. Bless thy children, holy Francis, Who thy mighty help implore, For in heaven thou remainest, Still the father of the poor.
2. By thy love so deep and burning, For thy Saviour crucified; By the tokens which He gave thee On thy hands and feet and side: Bless thy children, holy Francis, With those wounded hands of thine, From thy glorious throne in heaven Where resplendently they shine.
3. Humble follower of Jesus. Likened to Him in thy birth, In thy way thro' life despising, For His sake the goods of earth: Make us love the priceless virtue By our hidden God esteemed, Make it valued, holy Francis, By the souls of the redeemed.
4. Teach us also, dear Saint Francis, How to mourn for ev'ry sin; May we walk in thy dear footsteps Till the crown of life we win. Bless thy children, holy Francis, With those wounded hands of thine, From thy glorious throne in heaven, Where resplendently they shine.
1. Saint of the Sacred Heart, Sweet teacher of the Word; Partner of Mary's woes And fav'rite of thy Lord! Thou to whom grace was giv'n To stand where Peter fell, Whose heart could brook the Cross Of Him it loved so well!