An Abraham, who, looking far
Above upon a distant star
Remembers his promised reward
And knows his sighs are not ignored

An Israel, with head held high
Limping upon a wounded thigh
Remembers through both thick and thin
The wrestling match God let him win

A Prophet, burning with the word
Which on Emmaus road he heard
Remembers standing, listening, still
Aware of an Absolute will

An Alter Christus, anointed
Faithful to his task appointed
Remembers with generous heart
The One who loved him from the start

And children of this Father dear
Whether they are yet far or near
Remember him, and grateful, pray:
Ad Multos Annos, every day