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- (continued from previous page)The pilgrims there find rest.
An answer prayer will obtain there.
We've but to make request
Our names are enrolled in the One True fold
That work of God sublime
To never part from the Sacred Heart.
Until the end of time.
O when lifes day is o'er we'll meet to part no more
Where is one fold and shepherd on the Eternal shore
Good bye dead St Joseph's Shrine
A fond good bye to all
Now I must leave thee, dear Lough Derg.
And long famed Donegal.Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
- There was once a man that had a little wooden box. Every time he went to mass he used to put a stone into the box. At the end of two years he had only one stone in the box because that was all the masses he had heard properly.
There was once a girl(continues on next page)Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.