| There were people of all ages
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| Gathered 'round the gable wall
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| Poor and humble men and women
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| Little children that you would call
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| We are gathered here before you
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| And our hearts are just the same
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| Filled with joy at such a vision
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| As we praise your name
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| Golden Rose, Queen of Ireland
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| All my cares and troubles cease
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| As I kneel with love before you
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| Lady of Knock, my Queen of Peace
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| Oh, your message is unspoken
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| But the truth in silence lies
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| So I gaze upon your vision
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| And the truth I try to find
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| Here I stand, with John the teacher
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| And with Joseph at your side
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| And I see the lamb of God
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| On the altar glorified
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| Golden Rose, Queen of Ireland
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| All my cares and troubles cease
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| As we kneel with love before you
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| Lady of Knock, my Queen of Peace
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| And the lamb will conquer
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| And the woman clothed in the sun
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| Will shine her light on everyone
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| And the lamb will conquer
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| And the woman clothed in the sun
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| Will shine her light on everyone
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| Golden Rose, Queen of Ireland
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| All our cares and troubles cease
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| As we kneel with love before you |
| Lady of Knock, my Queen of Peace
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| Lady of Knock, my Queen of Peace |