O Sing the great Apostle In mem’ry of the
Rock The basis of that fabric
Which fears not tempest’s shock
To our Creator’s glory
That festal chant shall burst We praise the second
shepherd To glorify the first
O Peter, light of doctrine and torch of holy love, The very types of fervour and wisdom from above.
Type too of sad transgression the fruit of faithless fears, And from the lapse uprisen of penitential tears.
O Sing…..
O Sing…..
Thou from the Cross didst follow thy Master to the Skies And O be thou our leader that we too there may be
By our good shepherd’s merits and by his saving pray’s Thy trespass - laden people Eternal Shepherd spare.
O Sing…..
O Sing…..
