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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 249 |
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And the pure angels, watching still with such untiring love;
And the kind Virgin, Queen of Heaven, with all her mother's care,
Who prays for earth, because she knows what breaking hearts are there!
Oh, let us lose no single link that our dear Church has
bound, To keep our hearts more close to Heaven, on earth's
ungenial ground; But trust in saint and martyr yet, and o'er their
hallowed clay, Long after we have ceased to weep, kneel faithful
down to pray.
So shall the land for us be still the Sainted Isle of old, Where hymn and incense rise to Heaven, and holy
beads are told; And even the ground they tore from God, in years of
crime and woe, Instinctive with His truth and love, shall breathe of
long ago! |
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