Happy Saint Patrick’s Day!editor
Hail, glorious Saint 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.
Hail, glorious Saint Patrick, thy words were once strong Against Satan’s wiles and an infidel throng; Not less is thy might where in heaven thou art; O, come to our aid, in our battle take part.
O come to our aid, O come to our aid, O come to our aid, in our battle take part.
In the war against sin, in the fight for the faith, Dear saint, may thy children resist unto death; May their strength be in meekness, in penance, their prayer, Their banner the cross which they glory to bear.
Their banner the cross, their banner the cross, their banner the cross which they glory to bear.
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.
Its warmth undiminished, its warmth undiminished, its warmth undiminished, undying its light.
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 Saint Patrick, and our native home.
For God and Saint Patrick, for God and Saint Patrick, for God and Saint Patrick, and our native home.
Ireland is in a terrible state these days, in terms of the Faith. They have a referendum on same-sex marriage looming, with all the polls showing a likely victory for its proponents. Yet, Irish missionaries have spread the Faith worldwide and the faithful persevered (think “Mass rocks”) during times of persecution. Little wonder, then, that Satan is working his diabolical disorientation on them big time and with bells on, during this dreadful crisis in the Church.
This thread, then, is to allow us to remember to pray for Ireland on this national Feast Day, but also to share our favourite prayers, hymns, memories and – yes, we MUST have some – jokes! I’m not sure this will be generally known outside of Ireland, but, as we (in the UK) prepare for a General Election, it might be helpful to our politicians to know that unemployment has been virtually wiped out in Ireland because they have raised the school leaving age to 65…
Happy Feast Day everyone!
Billy stops Paddy in Dublin and asks for the quickest way to Cork.
Paddy says, “Are you on foot or in the car?”
Billy says, “In the car.”
Paddy says, “That’s the quickest way.”
Is it true that St. Patrick banished all the snakes in Ireland? And Are there any snakes to this day in Ireland? Some websites argue that there were no snakes in the first place because there was an ice age meaning they wouldn’t have survived and that is why there were not any in the first place. What could be my argument for that? Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
The story of the snakes is a metaphor for evil. In the bible, snakes are portrayed as evil (e.g. story of Adam & Eve) so St Patrick banishing the snakes from Ireland really means he banished evil from Ireland.
As someone of Irish descent myself who follows Ireland’s news closely, I think St Patrick should return to banish the snakes like Enda Kenny and other politicians who are taking Ireland to hell in a hand basket with their evil laws.
Happy St Patrick’s Day to all CT bloggers.
English Scots and Irish ladies were talking how they named their sons. English lady said my son George was born in April so I named him after St George. Scot’s lady said that’s just like my Andy he was born on 30th of November . Irish lady said Beghorra that’s a coincidence come here Pancake and meet these ladies
“Pancake” – LOL!
Here’s one of my favourites –
‘What’s wrong with Murphy?’ asked Father Green.
‘I don’t know, Father. Yesterday he swallowed a spoon and he hasn’t stirred since,’ said Mrs Murphy
Happy St Patrick’s Day!
Google’s St Patrick day banner today, sums up the crassness of what is out there presently. (only to be surpassed by our embarrassing Australian PM’s St Patrick Day message)
Yes, it’s sad to see how the usual suspects have virtually taken over St Patrick’s Day parades. Perhaps time to draw a halt to those events.
Here’s an interesting joke, in the run up to the General Election – has a ring of truth about it !
Reilly is walking through a graveyard when he comes across a headstone with the inscription “Here lies a politician and an honest man.”
‘Faith now,’ exclaims Reilly, ‘I wonder how they got the two of them in one grave. 😀
A Blessed St. Patrick’s Day to all! May he once again convert Ireland devastated by the ravages of apostasy both within and without the Church.
Happy Feast of St. Patrick!
Pat and Mick travel to New York. Once there, Pat dons a specially designed overcoat full of pockets into which he places hundreds of budgies. He then climbs to the top of the Empire State Building and hurls himself off, plunging like a Polaris missile to the ground. Lying on the pavement below with numerous broken limbs, he says to Mick: “That budgie jumping is load of blo*dy rubbish”.
A parish priest in a remote part of Ireland was asked to go to an even remoter part to bestow a Bene Merenti medal on a couple with 15 of a family.
After a couple of days trekking up hills and through snowdrifts he arrived at his destination.
The couple were taken aback since, as they explained, they weren`t Catholics.
What? The priest shouted. You aren`t Catholics? Surely to God the Pope hasn`t sent me all this way just to meet a couple of sex maniacs.
Sorry, Ed, in advance.
A Kerryman returned home from England on holidays and met with two of his friends.” Well Mick, what’s it like over There”? “Well boys”, he said, ” it’s great altogether there’s money to be picked up off the street”. So the two boys headed over the following Saturday and sure enough while walking the streets of London one of them spotted 20 pounds on the pavement and bent down to pick it up.With that he got a kick in the backside from the other fellow, “leave it Paddy” he said, “it’s not worth our while starting ’till Monday”.
Happy St Patrick’s day to all. I love St Patrick’s Breastplate”
I bind unto myself today
The strong name of the Trinity
Mick went to buy a car, warned beforehand by his pal to be sure and haggle
He asked the salesman how much he wanted for a Toyota he fancied.
The salesman said he wanted £6,500.00
No way, said Mick, I’ll give no more than £7,000.00 for it.
That car joke reminded me of this one…
John O’Leary, a Dublin resident, was on the side of the road hitchhiking on a very dark Halloween night and in the midst of a big storm. The night was rolling on and no car went by. The storm was so strong he could hardly see a few feet ahead of him. Suddenly, he saw a car slowly coming towards him and stopped.
John, desperate for shelter and without thinking about it, got into the car and closed the door… only to realize there was nobody behind the wheel and the engine wasn’t on. The car started moving slowly. John looked at the road ahead and saw a curve approaching. Scared, he started to pray, begging for his life. Then, just before the car hit the curve, a hand appeared out of nowhere through the window, and turned the wheel.
John, paralyzed with terror, watched as the hand came through the window, but never touched or harmed him.
Shortly thereafter, John saw the lights of a pub appear down the road, so, gathering strength; he jumped out of the car and ran to it. Wet and out of breath, he rushed inside and started telling everybody about the horrible experience he had just had.
A silence enveloped the pub when everybody realized he was crying… and wasn’t drunk.
Suddenly, the door opened, and two other people walked in from the dark and stormy night. They, like John, were also soaked and out of breath.
Looking around, and seeing John O’Leary sobbing at the bar, one said to the other.” Look Paddy….there’s that idiot that got in the car while we were pushing it!”
I actually knew John’s father, he was a policeman in Sligo.
Every morning at roll call when the sergeant called his number, 123, he would shout O’Leary.
Great to see all the words of this great hymn. As a now-retired, disgruntled organist, I just have one beef, if I may: the correct form of the chorus is the repetition of the last line of each verse, not simply making ‘Erin’s green valleys’ a chorus – which is only found in modern hymn books. The 19th century, revered Crown of Jesus Hymnal makes this very clear since each verse’s repetition is printed out in full under the music. If I knew how, I’d scan it in and attach it but the technology is beyond me!
Keep OU the good work.
You are right about that. We always did repeat (and continue to do so) the last line of each verse. I didn’t notice the mistake when I copied it so I’ll go in an change it now…
Thank you for the alert.
A short while later – mission accomplished! Thank you again, Tom. Your correction is much appreciated.
Happy St. Patrick’s eve to all. This one’s allegedly true.
The trial was about to begin and as the twelve jurors entered the court-room the judge said “Will the jurors please take up their accustomed places”, and they all filed into the dock.
This one could be…
Judge to defendant: you have been found not guilty by a Limerick jury and you leave this court with no other stain on your character… !
Bonne et joyeuse fête de Saint Patrick à tous les Patrick et Patricia!
Que le Seigneur vous apporte tout ce que vous souhaitez!
Merci, Lionel! Merci beaucoup!
Brendan and his wife went to their parish priest to discuss birth control.
The priest informed them that the rhythm method was the only one approved by the Church.
That’s all very well father, said Brendan, but where do you expect us to get a ceilidh band at one o’clock in the morning.
Thanks to all who contributed to the St Patrick’s Day thread – will close it down now with a reminder to pray for the Irish faithful in the run up to the referendum on same sex “marriage” in May, that they prove the pollsters wrong. Last time I looked, the polls predicted a majority vote in favour of same-sex “marriage”. Unthinkable, in a Catholic country – even a, sadly now, nominal Catholic country like Ireland.
Our Lady of Knock, pray for them.
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