Two Thousand Years Ago,
In A Little Town,
There Lived A Carpenter
Of Little Renown,
Until God Looked On Him
And Chose Him To Be
The Guardian Of His Son.
Hail, Dear Joseph,
Spouse Of Mary,
You Had A Hand In Bringing Us Liberty.
Hail, Dear Joseph,
We Implore You:
Teach Us To Love The
Lord And Mary.
In That Little Town
Of Nazareth,
You Worked At Your Carpentry
To Get Some Bread,
For God Had Called You
To Sweat And Toil,
To Bring Up His Dear Boy.
Hail, Dear Joseph,
Spouse Of Mary,
You Had A Hand In Bringing Us Liberty.
Hail, Dear Joseph,
We Implore You:
Teach Us To Love The
Lord And Mary.
However Far We Are
From The City Glare,
We’re Never Far Enough
From His Loving Care
For Everyone Has A Special Call
To Make His Kingdom Come.
Hail, Dear Joseph,
Spouse Of Mary,
You Had A Hand In Bringing Us Liberty.
Hail, Dear Joseph,
We Implore You:
Teach Us To Love The
Lord And Mary.