May the face of every good news
And the back of every bad news
Be toward us.
May the friendships you make,
Be those which endure,
And all of your grey clouds
Be small ones for sure.
And trusting in Him
To Whom we all pray,
May a song fill your heart,
Every step of the way.
May the frost never afflict your spuds.
May the outside leaves of your cabbage
always be free from worms.
May the crow never pick your haystack,
and may your donkey always be in foal.
May the God of the misty dawn waken you,
May the God of the rising sun stir you up,
May the God of morning sky send you on your way,
May the God of noonday stillness renew your strength,
May the God of afternoon bring you home,
May the God of sunset delight your eye,
May the God of twilight calm your nerves,
And the God of dusk bring you peace.
And may God bless you:
The Rising and the Setting Sun,
The Alpha and the Omega,
The Beginning and the End,
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.
May the Good Lord
take a liking to you,
... but not too soon!
May the good saints protect you,
And bless you today. A
nd may troubles ignore you,
Each step of the way.
May the Good Shepherd protect you in
Ups and downs,
Ins and outs,
Bounds and rebounds,
Highs and lows,
Comings and goings,
Heat and cold,
Darkness and light,
Joy and sorrow,
Good times and bad times,
Daytimes and nighttimes,
Short times and long times,
Old times and new times;
May He be with you
At home and abroad,
On the road and at rest,
In storm and flood,
In drought and desert,
In peace and conflict,
In doubt and assurance,
In sickness and health,
In pain and triumph.
May the Good Shepherd walk
with you always
Until it is time to return home,
And may God bless you,
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.
May the grace of God's protection
And His great love abide
Within your home-within the hearts
Of all who dwell inside.
May the grass grow long on the road
to hell for want of use.
May the hand of a friend
always be near you.
And may God fill your heart
with gladness to cheer you.
May the hinges of our friendship
never grow rusty.
May the Irish hills caress you.
May her lakes and rivers bless you.
May the luck of the Irish enfold you.
May the blessings of Saint Patrick behold you.
May the joys of today
Be those of tomorrow.
The goblets of life
Hold no dregs of sorrow.
May the leprechauns be near you,
To spread luck along your way.
And may all the Irish angels,
Smile upon you St. Patrick's Day.
May the light of heaven shine on your grave.
May the lilt of Irish laughter
lighten every load.
May the mist of Irish magic
shorten every road...
And may all your friends remember
all the favours you are owed.
May the Lord keep you in His hand
And never close His fist too tight.
May the love and protection
Saint Patrick can give,
Be yours in abundance
as long as you live!
May the luck of the Irish
lead to happiest heights
And the highway you travel
be lined with green lights.
May the morning sun stir you out of bed,
May the winter winds move you on the road,
May the rains of March renew your strength,
May the flowers of spring captivate your sight,
May summer heat inflame your zeal,
May autumn color stimulate your dreams,
May the silver moon make you wiser yet,
May you never be with yourself content,
May Jesus and Mary keep you young,
Full of life and laughter and love.
And may the God of challenge and adventure
Bless you and keep you always,
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.
May the most you wish for
Be the least you get.
May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
May the clarity of light be yours,
May the fluency of the ocean be yours,
May the protection of the ancestors be yours.
May the raindrops fall lightly on your brow.
May the soft winds freshen your spirit.
May the sunshine brighten your heart
May the burdens of the day rest lightly upon you.
And may God enfold you in the mantle of His love.
May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back,
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rains fall soft upon your fields and,
Until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
May the wind be always at your back,
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rains fall soft upon your fields and,
Until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
May the rocks in your field turn to gold.
May the ships at sea never be bottoms up.
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