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Ireland, Mother Ireland - John McCormack

Written by：Raymond Loughborough/P.J. O'Reilly

Oh land of love and beauty

To you our hearts are wed

To you in lowly duty

We ever bow bow the head

Oh perfect loving mother

Your exiled children all

Across the sundring seas to you

In fond devotion call

If you sigh we hear you

If you weep we weep

In your hours of gladness

How our pulses leap

Ireland mother Ireland

Let what may befall

Ever shall we hold you

Dearest best of all

Dear isle across the ocean

Dear loving land of ours

May your days be sunny

And your way a way of flowers

Wide though we be scattered

By alien vale and hill

All the love you gave to us

We keep and cherish still

If you sigh we hear you

If you weep we weep

In your hours of gladness

How our pulses leap

Ireland mother Ireland

Let what may befall

Ever shall we hold you

Ever shall we hold you

Dearest

Dearest

Best of all