And Sheperds we shall be. For Thee, my Lord, for Thee.
Power hath descended forth from Thy hand that our feet may swiftly carry out Thy command.
So we shall flow a river forth to Thee and teaming with Souls shall it ever be.
"In Nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti"
Amen
o7
How sweetly lies old Ireland
Emerald green beyond the foam,
Awakening sweet memories,
Calling the heart back home.