ROSA MYSTICA
By Denis A. McCarthy
O Mystic Rose, in God’s fair garden growing,O Mystic Rose, in Heaven’s high courtyard blowing—Make sweet, make sweet the pathway I am going,O Mystic Rose!The darkling, deathward way that I am going,O Mystic Rose!O Rose, more white than snow-wreath in December!O Rose, more red than sunset’s dying ember,My sins forget, my penitence remember,O Mystic Rose!Though all should fail, I pray that thou remember,O Mystic Rose!O Mystic Rose, the moments fly with fleetness;To judgment I, with all my incompleteness—But thou, make intercession by thy sweetness,O Mystic Rose!Be near to soothe and save me by the sweetness,O Mystic Rose!
O Mystic Rose, in God’s fair garden growing,O Mystic Rose, in Heaven’s high courtyard blowing—Make sweet, make sweet the pathway I am going,O Mystic Rose!The darkling, deathward way that I am going,O Mystic Rose!O Rose, more white than snow-wreath in December!O Rose, more red than sunset’s dying ember,My sins forget, my penitence remember,O Mystic Rose!Though all should fail, I pray that thou remember,O Mystic Rose!O Mystic Rose, the moments fly with fleetness;To judgment I, with all my incompleteness—But thou, make intercession by thy sweetness,O Mystic Rose!Be near to soothe and save me by the sweetness,O Mystic Rose!
O Mystic Rose, in God’s fair garden growing,O Mystic Rose, in Heaven’s high courtyard blowing—Make sweet, make sweet the pathway I am going,O Mystic Rose!The darkling, deathward way that I am going,O Mystic Rose!
O Mystic Rose, in God’s fair garden growing,
O Mystic Rose, in Heaven’s high courtyard blowing—
Make sweet, make sweet the pathway I am going,
O Mystic Rose!
The darkling, deathward way that I am going,
O Mystic Rose!
O Rose, more white than snow-wreath in December!O Rose, more red than sunset’s dying ember,My sins forget, my penitence remember,O Mystic Rose!Though all should fail, I pray that thou remember,O Mystic Rose!
O Rose, more white than snow-wreath in December!
O Rose, more red than sunset’s dying ember,
My sins forget, my penitence remember,
O Mystic Rose!
Though all should fail, I pray that thou remember,
O Mystic Rose!
O Mystic Rose, the moments fly with fleetness;To judgment I, with all my incompleteness—But thou, make intercession by thy sweetness,O Mystic Rose!Be near to soothe and save me by the sweetness,O Mystic Rose!
O Mystic Rose, the moments fly with fleetness;
To judgment I, with all my incompleteness—
But thou, make intercession by thy sweetness,
O Mystic Rose!
Be near to soothe and save me by the sweetness,
O Mystic Rose!