Ag Criost An Siol

Ag Criost An Siol, Ag Criost and fomhar

With Christ of the seed, with Christ of the harvest

I n-Iothlainn De, go dtugtar Sinn

In the granary of God, may we be taken

Ag Criost an Mhuir, ag Criost an t-iasc

With Christ of the sea, with Christ of the fishes

I lionta De go gcastar sinn,

In the lines of God may we be entwined.

O fhas go h-aois, is o aois go bas

From growth to age and from age to death

Do dha laimh a Chriost anall tharainn

Your two hands o Christ hither draw us.

O bhas go crioch, ni crioch ach athfhas

From death to the end, not the end, but all eternity

I bParrthas na nGrast go rabhaimid

In paradise of the blessed may we reside.

**(This is an old Sean O' Riada air set to words in honor of the pope's visit to

Ireland in September 1979. Paddy was one of the first people to introduce this

song in it's 'Sean-Nos' style to audiences and congregations on both sides of

the Atlantic. It's plaintive, mystical air has been heard at many, many Irish

funerals as well as Irish weddings where the lyrics remind all of the eternal

cycles of growth, age, death, and beyond to the paradise of the blessed.)