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Anderson Jon The Promise Ring True Hands Of Fate There'll be times in my day when I think of the past How we tend to survive all that comes How the maker repeats with the sun of each morn 'N the moon 'n the stars at night Take a meadow of green 'N the gold of the corn As the flowers decorate by each wall And the birds sing away as tho' nothing will change Now that Eireland is Eireland once more I have travelled so far, to the ends of the world I have yet to feel all I can feel Yet the maker redeems a whole country each morn Bringing light to the hearts of the dawn Shall we sing to the grandmothers, fathers long gone Spread the wings of the angels of faith There's a time to be born 'N to be born again Now that Eireland is Eireland once more Make the most of each hour, make the most of each day We are blessed to begin a new time Make our forefathers glad, all was not so in vain So replenish the land that was given To your friends both be kind, yes, be gentle as lambs And as clear as the stars, be as one So may all of your dreams come to live in your heart And be seen as a sign of the times So be true hands of fate Let the children be free Let the psirit of goodness prevail We shall rise to the change As we rise up every day and survive all that comes our way |
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