And shepherds we shall be
For Thee, my Lord, for Thee
Power hath descended from Thy hand
That our feet may swiftly carry out [bad word] 
So we shall flow a river forth to Thee
And teeming with souls shall it ever be
In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti

If sacrifice is not for Thee
May you strike your humbling blade
To sacrifice me

Source "The Boondock Saints" 1999