O leafy stalk,
Standing in your nobility,
Like the dawn as it breaks forth,
Now rejoice and be glad,
And deign to set us frail ones,
Free from evil habits,
Stretch forth your hand,
And raise us up.
Standing in your nobility,
Like the dawn as it breaks forth,
Now rejoice and be glad,
And deign to set us frail ones,
Free from evil habits,
Stretch forth your hand,
And raise us up.