Give thanks to the Sox, for they are great…
In the Fourth
Tone
Antiphon: Give thanks unto
the Sox, for they are great*
their right hands and mighty arms have given us the victory.
Sorely have they afflicted me from my youth, let Boston now
say*
sorely have they afflicted me from my
youth.
Too long have we borne the jeers
of Gotham*
too long the Yankees have humbled us to the dust.
Antiphon
And when I looked toSt. Louis, my heart cleaved to my
mouth*
but in the morning, they were not to be
seen
by midnight the Cardinals had been clean swept away.
Form a procession from the gates of Fenway into the midst
of the city*
let all the faithful of Beantown clap their
hands in joy
Antiphon
How beautiful are the feet of them*
that hit homers with players on
base.
There goes David mighty batter before the crowd*
there go Johnny and Trent in the midst of
them.
Antiphon
The right hand of Curt has triumphed! *
The right hand
of Pedro has been victorious!
As for me and my house, we shall sleep in
rest and quietness*
for the Pennant Race and World Series are over
at last.
Antiphon: Give thanks unto
the Sox, for they are great *
Their right hands and mighty arms have given us the victory.