Praising Jesus, Mary, Joseph,
In the "Holy Family."

Jesus, Mary, Joseph, help us,
That we ever true may be
To the promises that bind us
To the "Holy Family."

Jesus, whose Almighty bidding
All created things fulfil,

Lives on earth in meek subjection
To His earthly parents' will.
Sweetest Infant! make us patient,
And obedient for Thy sake
Teach us to be chaste and gentle,
All our stormy passions break.

Mary thou alone wert chosen
To be Mother of thy Lord:
Thou didst guide the early footsteps
Of the great Incarnate Word.

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Dearest Mother! make us humble,
For thy Son will take His rest
In the poor and lowly dwelling
Of an humble sinner's breast.

Joseph thou wert called the Father
Of thy Maker and thy Lord,
Thine it was to save thy Saviour

From the cruel Herod's sword.

Suffer us to call thee Father,
Shew to us a Father's love;
Lead us safe through every danger,
Till we meet in heaven above.

All for Jesus, Mary, Joseph.

Let those who seek the world to please,
Do all for honour, wealth and ease;
But in the Holy Family,

A nobler motive far, have we.
Living, we will say

Joyfully each day,
All for Jesus, Mary, Joseph !
Dying, we will cry

Till our latest sigh,

All for Jesus, Mary, Joseph !

O wicked world! we know thee well, Thy works and maxims lead to hell: We were thy slaves, but now are free, We serve the Holy Family.

Living, we will say, &c.

What matter tho' we sometimes bear
A little suffering, toil, and care?
We serve a good and bounteous Lord,
And heav'n will soon be our reward.
Living, we will say, &c.

What tho' despised and poor we be
We're like the Holy Family:
If they could poverty endure,
We should be proud to be as poor.
Living, we will say, &c.

And when this wretched life is past,
And every moment seems the last,
Oh then, the Holy Family

Our sweetest hope in death will be! Living, we will say

Joyfully each day,

All for Jesus, Mary, Joseph!
And when death is nigh,

Still our hearts will cry,
All for Jesus, Mary, Joseph!

Hail, Holy Joseph, Hail.
Hail! holy Joseph, hail!
Sweet Spouse of Mary, hail!
Chaste as the lily flower
In Eden's peaceful vale.
Hail! holy Joseph, hail!
Father of Christ esteemed!
Father be thou to those
Thy Foster Son redeemed.
Hail! holy Joseph, hail!
Prince of the house of God!
May his best graces be

By thy sweet hands bestowcd.

Hail! holy Joseph, hail!
Comrade of angels, hail!

Cheer thou the hearts that faint,
And guide the steps that fail.

Hail! holy Joseph, hail!
God's choice wert thou alone;
To thee the Word made flesh
Was subject as a Son.

Hail holy Joseph, hail!
Teach us our flesh to tame :
And, Mary, keep the hearts
That love Saint Joseph's name.

'Mother of Jesus! bless,
And bless ye Saints on high,
All meek and simple souls
That to St. Joseph cry.

St. Joseph our Patron.

There are many saints above,
Who love us with true love,

Many angels ever nigh;

But Joseph! none there be,

Oh! none that love like theeDearest of Saints! be near us when we dic.

Thou wert Guardian of our Lord,

Foster-father of the Word,

Who in thine arms did lie;

If we his brothers be,

We are foster-sons to thee

Dearest of Saints ! be near us when we die.

Thou wert Mary's earthly guide,

For ever at her side,

Oh for her sake hear our ery;

For we follow in thy way,

Loving Mary as we may—

Dearest of Saints! be near us when we die.

Thou to Mary's virgin love Wert the image of the Dove Who was her Spouse on high;

Bring us gifts from Him, dear Saint Bring us comfort when we faintDearest of Saints ! be near us when we die.

Sadly o'er the desert sands,

Into Egypt's darksome lands,

As an exile didst thou fly;

And we are exiles too,

With a world to travel through

Dearest of Saints! be near us when we die.

When thy gentle years were run,

On the bosom of thy Son,

Like an infant didst thou lie ;

Oh by thy happy death,

In the tranquil Nazareth

Dearest of Saints! be near us when we dio.