When all is dead
Might we lift up our head
Hope for more to be fed
By the Living Bread
When my soul is cast down
May I see Sts. of renown
Bring my spirits 'round
And Hope be found
Where dismal the day
Let's cheer the Way
And to Mary pray
Her Son will stay
What times are slow
But to Joseph go
In Monstrance adore
Lo blessings galore!