In the quiet of night, when stars softly gleam,
St. Joseph watches over, like a heavenly dream.
With calloused hands and a heart full of love,
He shields us below, in realms high above.
As a father protects his children from harm,
St. Joseph guards us with a steadfast arm.
In the trials of life, through every strife,
He guides us safely, to a brighter life.
And when the shadows of death draw near,
St. Joseph whispers, 'Do not fear.'
With Mary by his side, a comforting sight,
He leads us home, into eternal light.
Oh, St. Joseph, patron saint so dear,
Your presence in our lives brings cheer.
Protect us now and forevermore,
Until we reach heaven's golden shore.
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