3 Then what shall we do for thee, heaven-sent

father?

What shall the proof of our loyalty be? By all that is dear to our hearts, we would rather

Be martyred, sweet Saint! than bring shame upon thee!

But oh! he will take

The promise we make,

So to live that our lives by God's help may display

The light that he bore

To Erin's shore:

Yes! Father of Ireland! no child wilt thou

own,

Whose life is not lighted by grace on its way; For they are true Irish, O yes! they alone, Whose hearts are all true on St. Patrick's Day.

51.

To Saint Wilfrid.

1 HAIL, holy Wilfrid, hail!
Kindest of patrons, hail!
Whose loving help doth ne'er
Thy trusting children fail!

2 Saint of the cheerful heart,
Quick step, and beaming eye!
Give light unto our lives,

And at our death be nigh!

3 To Mary's lovers thou,

Sweet Saint! hast shown the road;
O teach us how to love

The Mother of our God!

4 Teach us, dear Saint! to make
The Church our only home;
To love the faith, the rites,
And all the ways of Rome!

5 Lover of youth! do thou
Our English children bless;
Their joyous hearts' first love
For Mary's service press.
6 Into our souls, dear Saint!
With thy blithe courage come,
And make us missioners
Of Mary and of Rome!
7 Hail, holy Wilfrid, hail!
Saint of the free and gay!
Look how we follow thee,
And bless us in our way!

52.

My Father.

1 O GOD! Thy power is wonderful,
Thy glory passing bright;

Thy wisdom, with its deep on deep,
A rapture to the sight.

2 Thy justice is the gladdest thing
Creation can behold;

Thy tenderness so meek, it wins
The guilty to be bold.

3 Yet more than all, and ever more,
Should we Thy creatures bless,
Most worshipful of attributes,
Thine awful holiness.

4 There's not a craving in the mind
Thou dost not meet and still;

There's not a wish the heart can have
Which thou dost not fulfil.

5 I see Thee in the eternal years
In glory all alone,

Ere round Thine uncreated fires
Created light had shone.

6 I see Thee walk in Eden's shade,
I see Thee all through time;

Thy patience and compassion seem
New attributes sublime.

7 I see Thee when the doom is o'er,
And outworn time is done,
Still, still incomprehensible,
O God! yet not alone.
8 Angelic spirits, countless souls,
Of Thee have drunk their fill;
And to eternity will drink

Thy joy and glory still.

9 Mary, herself a sea of grace,

Hath all been drawn from Thine;
And Thou couldst fill a thousand more
From out those depths divine.

10 From Thee were drawn those worlds of life, The Saviour's Heart and Soul;

And undiminished still Thy waves
Of calmest glory roll.

11 All things that have been, all that are,
All things that can be dreamed,
All possible creations, made,

Kept faithful, or redeemed;

12 All these may draw upon Thy power,
Thy mercy may command;

And still outflows Thy silent sea,
Immutable and grand.

13 O little heart of mine! shall pain
Or sorrow make thee moan,

When all this God is all for thee,
A Father all thine own?

53.

School Hymn.

1 O JESUS! God and Man!

For love of children once a child!

O Jesus! God and Man!

We hail Thee Saviour sweet and mild !

2 O Jesus! God and Man!

Make us poor children dear to Thee,
And lead us to Thyself,

To love Thee for eternity.

3 O Mary! Mother-Maid!

God made thee Mother of the poor! Mary! to thee we look,

To make our souls' salvation sure. 4 O Mary! Mother dear!

Thank God, for us, for all His love; And pray that in our faith

We all may true and steadfast prove.

5 O Jesus! Mary's Son!

On Thee for grace we children call; Make us all men to love,

But to love Thee beyond them all. 6 O Jesus! bless our work,

Our sorrows soothe, our sins forgive; O happy, happy they

Who in the Church of Jesus live!

7 O God, most great and good,

At work or play, by night or day,
Make us remember Thee,

Who dost remember us alway!

54.

The True Shepherd.

FOR THE SCHOOL.

1 I was wandering and weary,

When my Saviour came unto me;
For the ways of sin grew dreary,
And the world had ceased to woo me:

And I thought I heard Him say,

As He came along His way,

O silly Souls come near Me ;
My sheep should never fear Me;
I am the Shepherd true!

2 At first I would not hearken,
And put off till the morrow;
But life began to darken,

And I was sick with sorrow;

And I thought I heard Him say,
As He came along His way,
O silly Souls come near Me ;
My sheep should never fear Me;
I am the Shepherd true!

3 At last I stopped to listen,

His voice could not deceive me;
I saw His kind Eyes glisten,
So anxious to relieve me:
And I thought I heard Him say,
As He came along His way,

O silly Souls come near Me;
My sheep should never fear Me ;
I am the Shepherd true!

4 He took me on His Shoulder,
And tenderly He kissed me;
He bade my love be bolder,

And said how He had missed me;

And I'm sure I heard Him say,

As he went along His way,

O silly Souls come near Me;
My sheep should never fear Me ;
I am the Shepherd true!

5 Strange gladness seemed to move Him, Whenever I did better;

And He coaxed me so to love Him,
As if he was my debtor;
And I always heard Him say,
As He went along His way,

O silly Souls come near Me;
My sheep should never fear Me;
I am the Shepherd true!

6 I thought His love would weaken,
As more and more He knew me;
But it burneth like a beacon,

And its light and heat go through me; And I ever hear Him say,

As He goes along His way,

O silly Souls come near Me;
My sheep should never fear Me ;

I am the Shepherd true!