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Dear St. Joseph…

Dear St Joseph, pure and gentle,

guardian of the Saviour child,

Treading, with the virgin mother,

Egypt’s deserts rough and wild.


Hail St Joseph, spouse of Mary,

blest above all saints on high,

When the death shades round us gather,

teach, O teach us how to die, 

O teach us how to die.

He who rested on thy bosom

is by countless saints adored,

prostrate angels in his presence

sing hosannahs to their Lord.


Now to thee, no gift refusing,

Jesus stoops to hear thy prayer;

Then, dear saint, from thy fair dwelling,

give to us a father’s care.


Dear St Joseph, kind and loving,

stretch to us a helping hand;

guide us through life’s toils and sorrows

safely to the distant land.