Prayer & Anthem



The bells of St. Anthonys
Ring out far n wide
Their chimes make our childhood
So happy and bright
They Welcome us, Children
To work and to play
They call us to duty
They call us to pray.

The bells of St. Anthonys
We hear you repeating
The dear song of gladness of sweet memories
Oh tell us of striving
Of frank and fare dealing
you sing to us of truth and love and victory.

In the school of St. Anthony's
How Happy are we
We help one another
Life's duty to see
So let us be honest
And cheerful and bright
Supporting the weak and
Upholding the right ...
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love.
Where there is injury, pardon.
Where there is doubt, faith.
Where there is despair, hope.
Where there is darkness, light.
Where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master,
grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled, as to console;
to be understood, as to understand;
to be loved, as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive.
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to Eternal Life.