Hark! unto thee a voice doth speak,
A voice of heavenly breath,
And this, the solemn charge it gives,
Be faithful unto death.
Faithful as stars in heaven's blue skies,
Though dark clouds roll between,
Or rocks that show their signal lights
In tempest's wildest scene.
Faithful 'till death, which finally
Shall close thy mortal strife,
When thy reward shall surely be
The crown of endless life.
Installation Ode.
Blest Ruler, at whose word
The universe was stirred,
And there was light;
Look now with gracious love
From Thy bright home above,
Direct in every move,
Each proved, Sir Knight.
In mysteries well skilled,
Their hearts with courage filled,
Behold they stand;
Strengthen their faith in thee,
Let hope their anchor be,
And heaven-born charity
Mark their command.
Endure with holy light
Each suppliant, Sir Knight;
May each one prove
Faithful in watch and word;
Strong the oppressed, to guard
And win the just reward
Of Faith and Love.