PRAISE TO ST. JOHN BAPTIST.


"Amen I say to you, there hath not risen among them that are born of women a greater than John the Baptist."

O Blessed Saint, of snow-white purity 
Dweller in wastes forlorn! 
O mightiest of the Martyr host on high, 
Greatest of Prophets born! 

Of all the diadems that on the brows
Of saints celestial shine, 
Not one with brighter, purer halo glows 
In heaven's high court than thine. 

Oh then on us a tender, pitying gaze
Cast from thy glory's throne! 
Straighten our crooked, smooth our rugged, ways, 
And break our hearts of stone. 

So may the world's Redeemer find us meet
To offer Him a place, 
Where He may deign to set His sacred feet, 
Coming with gifts of grace, 

Praise in the heavens to Thee, O First and Last, 
The Trine eternal God! 
Spare, Jesu, spare Thy people, whom Thou hast 
Redeemed with Thine own Blood.

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