AG CRÍOST AN SÍOL
Ag Críost an síol,
Ag Críost an fómhar:
In iothlann Dé
Go dtugtar sinn.
Ag Críost an mhuir,
Ag Críost an t-iasc:
I líontaibh Dé
Go gcastar sinn.
Micheál Ó Síocháin (1870–1945)
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The seed is Christ's,
The harvest is Christ's:
Into God's barn
May we be gathered.
The sea is Christ's,
The fish is Christ's:
In God's nets
May we be caught.
AG CRÍOST AN SÍOL
Ó fhás go haois
Is ó aois go bás,
Do dhá lámh', a Chríost,
Anall tharainn.
O bhás go críoc nach
Críoc ac athfhás,
I bParthas na ngrás � go rabhaimid.
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Micheál Ó Síocháin (1870–1945)
From birth to adulthood
And from adulthood to
death, ay your two
hands, O Christ,� Be drawn over us.
From birth to the end
Not an end but rebirth.
In the paradise of grace
may we be.