At morn, at noon, at twilight dim, Maria! thou hast heard my hymn! In joy and woe, in good and ill, Mother of God, be with me still! When the hours flew brightly by, And not a cloud obscured the sky,...
When storms arise And dark'ning skies About me threat'ning lower, To thee, O Lord, I raise mine eyes, To thee my tortured spirit flies For solace in that hour.
Since the Evening of Life will soon close, While I live, may I justly incline To diffuse peace of heart among those, Whose lives may be guided by mine!
Once more, ye sacred towers, Your solemn dirges sound; Strew, loving hands, the April flowers, Once more to deck his mound. A nation mourns its dead, Its sorrowing voices one,...
The earth is full of anger, The seas are dark with wrath, The Nations in their harness Go up against our path: Ere yet we loose the legions, Ere yet we draw the blade, Jehovah of the Thunders,...
Viens-tu du ciel profond ou sors-tu de l'ab'me O Beaut'? ton regard, infernal et divin, Verse confus'ment le bienfait et le crime, Et l'on peut pour cela te comparer au vin. ...
Saviour inspire the voice of earth, To hail the day that gave Thee birth; The Heavens resound in blest accord, Hosanna! to the highest! praise the Lord.