Donegal Farms
Irish blessings for all our
friends
MAY
THE ROAD RISE TO MEET YOU,
MAY
THE WIND BE ALWAYS AT YOUR BACK
MAY
THE SUN SHINE 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
GOD GRANT YOU MANY YEARS TO LIVE,
FOR
SURE HE MUST BE KNOWING
THE
EARTH HAS ANGELS ALL TOO FEW
AND
HEAVEN IS OVERFLOWING
MAY
YOU BE IN HEAVEN HALF AN HOUR
BEFORE
THE DEVIL KNOWS YOU'RE DEAD!
AN
OLD IRISH WEDDING BLESSING
MAY
GOD BE WITH YOU AND BLESS YOU
MAY
YOU SEE YOUR CHILDREN'S CHILDREN
MAY
YOU BE POOR IN MISFORTUNE, RICH IN BLESSINGS
MAY
YOU KNOW NOTHING BUT HAPPINESS
FROM
THIS DAY FORWARD
May
there always be work for your hands to do
May
your purse always hold a coin or two.
May
the sun always shine on your windowpane.
May
a rainbow be certain to follow each rain.
May
the hand of a friend always be near you.
May
God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you.
Walls
for the wind
And
a roof for the rain,
And
drinks beside the fire-
Laughter
to cheer you
And
those you love near you,
And
all that your heart may desire!
May
those that love us, love us.
And
those that don't love us,
May
God turn their hearts.
And
if He doesn't turn their hearts,
May
He turn their ankles
So
we will know them by their limping.
May
your pockets be heavy and your heart be light
May
good luck pursue you each morning and night
May
you live all the days of your life, and
May
the saddest day of your future be no worse
Than
the happiest day of your past!
IRISH
TOASTS
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 the
face of every good news and the back of every bad news be toward us.
Like the
goodness of the five loaves and two fishes,Which God divided among the five
thousand men, May the blessing of the king who so divided be upon our share of
this common meal.
May the
roof above us never fall in, and may we friends gathered below never fall out.
May the
strength of three be in your journey.
May peace
and plenty be the first to lift the latch on your door and happiness be guided
to your home by the candle of Christmas.
In the New
Year may your right hand always be strong
St.
Patrick was a gentleman who through strategy and stealth drove all the snakes
from Ireland. Here's a toasting to his health. But not too many toastings
lest you loose yourself and then forget the good St. Patrick and see all those
snakes again.
May there
be a fox on your fishing hook and a hare on your bait and may you kill no fish
until St. Brigids Day.
The health
of the salmon and of the trout that swim back and forward near the bull's mouth.
Don't ask for saucepan jug or mug down the hatch drink it up.
Here's to
you and yours and to mine and ours and if mine and ours ever come across you and
yours I hope you and yours will do as much for mine and ours as mine and ours
have done for you and yours.
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 there
be a generation of children on the children of your children.
Here's
that we may always have a clean shirt a clean conscience and a guinea in our
pocket.
Here's a
health to your enemies' enemies.
Here's
health and prosperity to you and all your posterity and them that doesn't drink
with sincerity that they may be damned for all eternity.
Rye bread
will do you good Barley bread will do you no harm, wheaten bread will sweeten
your blood, oaten bread will strengthen your arm.
May you
live to be a hundred years with one extra year to repent.
May I see
you grey and combing your childrens' hair.
Health and
long life to you, the woman of your choice to you, a child every year to you,
land without rent to you and may you die in Ireland.
May the
grass grow long on the road to hell for want of use.
May the
lord keep you in his hand and never close his fist too tight on you.
...Never
underestimate the power of an Irishwoman.
