Hail Glorious Saint Patrick

Hail, glorious St. Patrick, dear saint of our Isle,
On us thy poor children bestow a sweet smile;
And now thou art high in the mansions above,
On Erin’s green valleys look down in thy love.

On Erin’s green valleys, on Erin’s green valleys,
On Erin’s green valleys look down in thy love.

Thy people, now exiles on many a shore, 
Shall love and revere thee till time be no more;
And the fire thou hast kindled shall ever burn bright, 
Its warmth undiminished, undying its light.

On Erin’s green valleys, on Erin’s green valleys,
On Erin’s green valleys look down in thy love.

Ever bless and defend the sweet land of our birth, 
Where the shamrock still blooms as when thou wert on earth,
And our hearts shall yet burn, wherever we roam, 
For God and St. Patrick, and our native home.

On Erin’s green valleys, on Erin’s green valleys,
On Erin’s green valleys look down in thy love.


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