O Word of God incarnate . . . It is the golden casket Where gems of truth are stored; It is the heaven-drawn picture Of Thee, the Living Word.
A wife, domestic, good, and pure, Like snail, should keep within her door; But not, like snail, with silver track, Place all her wealth upon her back.
For all the saints who from their labors rest, Who, to the world their steadfast faith confessed, your name, O Jesus, be forever blessed Alleluia!
