O, find it in his cherishing,
And let the thought have power;
Thy brain must turn, or so thou deem’st,
He, needing love and care,
Knowing ’twas granted, thou canst kneel
And ask for strength to bear.
O men, his brothers, bear in mind,
For all, our dear Lord died!
Souls own but one Commission—
Love of The Crucified!