Monday, 2 March 2015

Irish Blessings [Part 6]


May you be in heaven a full half hour 
before the devil knows your dead

May you be buried in a casket
 made from the wood of a 100 year old oak 
That I shall plant tomorrow. 

May you be poor in misfortune, 
Rich in blessings, 
Slow to make enemies, 
And quick to make friends. 

May you be poor in misfortune,
Rich in blessings,
Slow to make enemies,
Quick to make friends,
But rich or poor,quick or slow,
May you know nothing but
Happiness from this day forward. 

May you both be blessed
With the strength if heaven,
The light of the sun and the
Radiance of the moon,
The splendor of fire,
The speed fo lightning,
The depth of the sea,
The swiftness if wind,
The stability fo earth,
And the firmness of rock. 

May you die in bed at ninety-five years, 
shot by a jealous husband [or wife].

May you enjoy the four greatest blessings:
Honest work to occupy you.
A hearty appetite to sustain you.
A good woman to love you.
And a wink from the God above.

May you get all your wishes but one 
so you always have something to strive for.

May you have: A world of wishes at your command. 
God and his angels close to hand. 
Friends and family their love impart, 
and Irish blessings in your heart

May you have food and raiment, 
A soft pillow for your head, 
May you be forty years in heaven 
Before the devil knows you're dead.

May you have love that never ends, 
lots of money, and lots of friends. 
Health be yours, whatever you do, 
and may God send many blessings to you.

May you have the health of a salmon
a strong heart and a wet mouth.

May you have the hindsight 
to know where you’ve been, 
the foresight to know where you’re going 
and the insight to know when you’re going too far. 

May you have warm words 
on a cold evening, 
a full moon on a dark night, 
and the road downhill 
all the way to your door. 

May you know nothing but happiness. 
From this day forward.

May you live a long life 
Full of gladness and health, 
With a pocket full of gold 
As the least of you wealth. 
May the dreams you hold dearest, 
Be those which come true, 
The kindness you spread, 
Keep returning to you.

May you live as long as you want,
And never want as long as you live. 

May you live all the days of your life.

May you live forever
And may the last words you hear be mine!

May you live long, Die happy, 
And rate a mansion in heaven.

May you live to be a hundred 
And may I live to sing at your wake. 

May you live to be a hundred years, 
with one extra year to repent. 

May you look back fifty years from now
 and agree that today was the worst  day 
of your married life.

May you never find trouble
All crowdin' and shovin'
But always good fortune
All smilin' and lovin'

May you never forget what is worth remembering, 
Nor ever remember what is best forgotten. 


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