Three words are God's own breath and Mary's to her Son,
For she in heaven had heard them, told them every one.
The word of Mercy free, the singing word of Joy,
The binding word of Love He gives us to employ.
O may the saving might of these three holy words
On Erin's men and women light, and keep them still the Lord's.




CHARM FOR A PAIN IN THE HEART


"God save you my three brothers! God save you! Now how far
Have ye on foot to travel, by sun and moon and star?"

"To Olivet's own Mount we fare till we have gotten gold,
Therefrom a cup to fashion the tears of Christ to hold."

"So do! And when those Precious Tears drop down into the bowl
Into thy very heart they'll fall and cure thee body and soul."




THE SAFE-GUARDING OF MY SOUL


My succour from all sinful harms
Be Thou, Almighty Father!