Lines Poem by Kate Harrington

Accompanyıng a cross presented to father Malone by his parishioners.

When the dwelling is completed
That we haste to rear for thee,
Reverend Father, place this symbol
Where, at morn, thou bend'st the knee ;
When at eve thy low petitions
For thy people softly rise,
Let them touch this blessed emblem
As they journey to the skies.

May thy life be pure and holy!
May thy faith be firm when tried !
May' st thou take for thy example
Him they scourged and crucified !
May' st thou learn, in every trial,
Be it danger, pain, or loss,
While the billows surge around thee,
To cling only to His cross