Holy Father, keep through thine own name those whom thou hast given
me, that they may be one, as we are.
St. John, xvii. 11.
Thou who didst die for all and each,
And, in that last sad night,
Didst to thy flock so sweetly preach
Of love's controlling might:
Still on thy little band impress,
Who else may disagree,
Thy last and dying care was this,
'Thy members' unity!'