Irish Blessings

IRISH BLESSINGS

Chosen leaf
Of Bard and Chief,
Old Erin's native Shamrock!
Says Valour, "See
They spring for me
Those leafy gems of morning!"
Says Love, "No, No, For me they grow,
My fragrant path adorning!"
But Wit perceives
The triple leaves,
And cries,—"O do not sever
A type that blends
Three godlike friends,
Love, Valour, Wit, for ever!
O! the Shamrock, the green, immortal
Shamrock!"

May Christ and His saints stand
between you and harm.
Mary and her Son.
St. Patrick with his staff.
Martin with his mantle.
Bridget with her veil.
Michael with his shield.
And God over all with His strong right hand.

Leprechauns, castles, good luck and laughter
Lullabies, dreams and love ever after.
Poems and songs with pipes and drums
A thousand welcomes when anyone comes...
That's the Irish for you!

St. Patrick
May St. Patrick guard you wherever
you go and guide you in
whatever you do--and may his loving
protection be a blessing to you always.

A Blessing from Saint Patrick
May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back,
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rains fall soft upon your fields and,
Until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand

   The Shamrock
There's a dear little plant that grows in our isle
'Twas Saint Patrick himself sure that set it
   And the sun on his labor with pleasure did smile
And a tear from his eyes oft-times wet it
           It grows through the bog, through the brake, through the mireland
                 And they call it the dear little Shamrock of Ireland

The Leprechaun
Near a misty stream in Ireland in the hollow of a tree
Live mystical, magical leprechauns who are clever as can be
With their pointed ears, and turned up toes and little coats of green
The leprechauns busily make their shoes and try hard not to be seen.
Only those who really believe have seen these little elves
And if we are all believers
We can surely see for ourselves.

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