(Air: By the most magnificent songs)
1. Glorious Guardian of my soul,
You who shine in the beautiful sky
Like a sweet and pure flame
Near the throne of the Lord
You come down to earth for me
And illuminating me with your splendor
Beautiful Angel, you become my Brother,
My Friend, my Comforter!...
2. Knowing my great weakness
You lead me by the hand
And I see you with tenderness
remove the stone from the path
Your sweet voice always invites me
To look only at the Heavens
The more you see me humble and small
And the more your forehead is radiant.
3. O you! that crosses space
Quicker than lightning
I beg you, fly for me
To those who are dear to me
From your wing dries their tears
Sing how good Jesus is.
Sing that suffering has charms
And low, whisper my name....
4. I want during my short life
Save my brothers the sinners
O Beautiful Angel of the Fatherland
Give me your holy ardor
I have nothing but my sacrifices
And my austere poverty
With your celestial delights
Offer them to the Trinity.
5. To you the Kingdom and the Glory,
The Riches of the King of Kings.
To me the humble Host of the ciborium,
Mine is the treasure of the Cross.
With the Cross, with the Host
With your heavenly help
I wait in peace for the other life
The joys that will last forever.
To my dear Sister Marie-Philomène
memory of his granddaughter.
Thérèse of the Child Jesus of Ste F.rel.carm.ind.
Dating: January 1897
Recipient: Marie-Philomène, at her request
Marie-Philomène requested a poem on a very active theme in the life of the community, judging by the number of statues representing the guardian angel in the monastery, not to mention the images.