Sung to the tune of "As the Dewy Shades of Even"

Through these sixty years we’ve journeyed
With you, Mother, to your Son;
Now we gather here to bless you:
Take our thanks for all you’ve done.
Come plague or flood, in every trial
With you, Mother, we stay blest;
Sad or glad, whate’er the future,
May we in God’s favour rest.

For our priests both past and present
And their lives of selfless care;
For our volunteers and leaders
Here we raise our thankful prayer.
On our parish, on our families
Father, let Your blessing fall;
Bless our schools and bless our children;
Bless our migrants, bless us all.