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God of this Irish isle !

Language: English

God of this Irish isle !
Blessed and old,
Wrapp'd in the morning's smile
In the sea's fold
Here, where Thy saints have trod
Here, where they pray'd
Hear me, O saving God !
May I be saved ?

God of the circling sea !
Far-rolling and deep
Its caves are unshut to Thee,
Its bounds Thou dost keep
Here, from this strand,
Whence saints have gone forth
Father ! I own Thy hand,
Humbled to earth.

God of this blessed light
Over me shining !
On the wide way of right
I go, unrepining.
No more despising
My lot or my race,
But toiling, uprising,
To Thee through Thy grace.


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Confirmed with The poems of Thomas D'Arcy McGee. With copious notes. Also an introd. and biographical sketch, London, D. & J. Sadlier, pages 204-205.


Submitted by Emily Ezust [Administrator]

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