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Song of Saint Patrick - Part 7 - Conclusion

VII Conclusion Patrick was a gentle soul, With joy and kindness he was rife, He served one god, his Creator, Thankful for being given life. On March 17th, year 460 Patrick took his final breath, Though, by the pope, never canonized, The people sainted him in death. God healed the sick, led, kept safe the flock, Restored sight to the blind; Patrick shared his ears, kept warm his heart And always, he was kind, He reflected his creator In all he'd say and do And in God's mission for him His friends numbered not a few God (through Patrick) worked miracles Around the Irish lands And throughout the verdant countryside Proof of his mission stands: He Christianized the heathen, Showed them Compassion's golden way, He taught them of forgiveness And to one god to pray. Patrick knew his life's purpose Was, God's will, to serve And in his faith, he knew That, from no path, he could swerve. All is as it is, we each have our course, But always do the most, Patrick did for his Creator, The Father, Son and Holy Ghost. So, the story of St. Patrick, You now know a little bit And how this faithful servant Of God would never quit: St. Patrick followed his calling, To his path, he remained true-- As we all have a mission, Something we each must do. A final thought I share with you Before I go my way About the Faith in Ireland, Staunchly defended yet today: If someone went throughout the land To impart yet unheard news, How is it that it'd be received? Which ones would wear whose shoes?

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