No stronghold of peace in a world full of care;
Dear Cause of our joy! bearing Bliss in thy bosom,
Clear Mirror of justice! resplendent with light,
Rare Mystical Rose! in thy glory a-blossom,
Fair Star of the morning! dispelling our night,—
Tho’ all the foul fiends of the regions infernal
Assail the sad spirit with clamorous din;
Tho’ earth and the earthy obscure the Eternal,