On the Third Commandment

Oh God, who rul'st above the sky, How glorious is thy pow'r, how high! How reverend the homage shown, Of saints collected round thy throne!

Grant therefore that my tongue, thro' grace, May ne'er thy name in talk debase; That name, which dying e'en the best, Of men for mercy shall attest.

Oh Jesus, Savior of mankind! How full of pity was thy mind, When thou assumedst mortal breath To save us from eternal death!

Grant too thy name I may revere, That name thro' which when death is near, And rising fears the heart appal, On God, for mercy, I shall call.