Memorare of Saint Joseph
Remember, O most illustrious Patriarch St. Joseph, on the testimony of St. Teresa, thy devoted client, never has it been heard that anyone who invoked thy protection or sought thy mediation has not obtained relief. In this confidence I come before thee, my loving protector, chaste spouse of Mary, foster-father of Saviour of men and dispenser of the treasures of His Sacred Herat. Despise not my earnest prayer, but graciously hear and obtain my petition... (Here mention your request.)
Let us pray.
O God, Who by Thine ineffable Providence didst vouchsafe to choose St. Joseph to be the spouse of Thy most holy Mother, grant, we beseech Thee, that he whom we venerate as our protector on earth may be our intercessor in Heaven, Who livest and reignest forever and ever. Amen.
DEAR St. Joseph, pure and gentle,
Guardian of the Saviour child,
Treading with the virgin mother,
Egypt’s deserts rough and wild.
Hail St. Joseph, spouse of Mary,
Blessed above all saints on high,
When the death shades round us gather,
Teach, Oh, teach us how to die.
He who rested on thy bosom,
Is by countless saints adored,
Prostrate angels in His presence,
Sing Hosannas to their Lord.
Now to thee no gift refusing,
Jesus stoops to hear thy prayer,
Then, dear saint, from thy fair dwelling,
Give to us a father’s care.
Dear St. Joseph, kind and loving,
Stretch to us a helping hand;
Guide us through life’s toils and sorrows,
Safely to the distant land.
In the strife of life be near us,
And in death, Oh, hover nigh;
Let our souls on thy sweet bosom,
Guardian of the Saviour child,
Treading with the virgin mother,
Egypt’s deserts rough and wild.
Hail St. Joseph, spouse of Mary,
Blessed above all saints on high,
When the death shades round us gather,
Teach, Oh, teach us how to die.
He who rested on thy bosom,
Is by countless saints adored,
Prostrate angels in His presence,
Sing Hosannas to their Lord.
Now to thee no gift refusing,
Jesus stoops to hear thy prayer,
Then, dear saint, from thy fair dwelling,
Give to us a father’s care.
Dear St. Joseph, kind and loving,
Stretch to us a helping hand;
Guide us through life’s toils and sorrows,
Safely to the distant land.
In the strife of life be near us,
And in death, Oh, hover nigh;
Let our souls on thy sweet bosom,
To their home of gladness fly.