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Friend of the angels, in paradise still,
Heavenly ornament, refuge from ill,
Joseph, the pillar and hope of our days,
Graciously hear us who sing to thy praise.
Chosen thou wert by the Maker's decree,
Spotless virginity's bridegroom to be;
Thee the Eternal His father would call,
Steward on each of His bounty to all.
Housed with the oxen, He lay in the cold,
Kings had but dreamed of it, prophets foretold,
Thou thy Redeemer, rejoicing, didst see;
Father and worshipper, bending the knee.
Monarch of monarchs, Whom worlds must obey;
Hell doth acknowledge him, bowed to His sway;
Heav'n in its courses His word doth fulfil;
He became subject on earth to thy will.