From earth’s sorrow, from life’s tearland,
High above the clouds we gaze,
Where enthroned in starlike glory,
Reigns today the saint we praise.
Saintly Gerard, Blessed Brother,
Thou whose heart did burn with love divine,
Friend of Jesus, child of Mary,
Make, O make our sinful hearts like thine.
Humble Gerard, lowly workman,
Patron of the hearts that toil,
Bless this bleak earth’s myriad toilers,
Lift their thoughts above earth’s soil