Sung to the tune of “Joyful, Joyful”
With the saints and lights of heaven
Lady Clare beams radiantly;
joined in marriage with her chosen,
welcomed to eternity.
Clare is noble, source of riches,
brilliant works her legacy.
Ever imitating Francis,
earthly power, she deny.
in a cloister, poor and humble,
Clare, espoused to Christ alone,
was to all a perfect model,
mirror to her God enthroned.
Fruitful, founder to her daughters,
she was teacher, gentle, kind.
Clare led many to the Savior
by her holy strength of mind.
Christ was central in the heart and
daily life of Lady Clare,
She embraced the cross of Christ in
order to its glory share.
How she clothed herself in virtue!
Every sister she impressed.
Those outside San Damiano
recognized her holiness.
Heavenly vision on her deathbed:
Virgins in procession came;
to the realms of light ascended
Clare, now blest among the same.
“Luce claret vocitate!”
Lady Clare in heav’n is crowned.
And the Churhc on earth has gained a
flower brilliant and renowned.