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Irish blessings for St. Patrick's Day Photo by: Google Images

Irish sayings, proverbs and prayers for St. Patrick's Day

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Irish blessings for St. Patrick's Day Photo by: Google Images

You'll love this collection of some of the most-famous words to ever come out of Ireland.

May the Irish hills caress you.
May her lakes and rivers bless you.
May the luck of the Irish enfold you.
May the blessings of Saint Patrick behold you.

May there always be work for your hands to do,
May your purse always hold a coin or two.
May the sun always shine warm on your windowpane,
May a rainbow be certain to follow each rain.
May the hand of a friend always be near you,
And may God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you.

May those who 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?ll know them by their limping.

The reason the Irish are always fighting each other
Is they have no other worthy opponents.

May you live as long as you want,
And never want as long as you live.

May your glass be ever full.
May the roof over your head be always strong.
And may you be in heaven half an hour before the devil knows you?re dead.

Here's to a fellow who smiles
When life runs along like a song.
And here's to the lad who can smile
When everything goes dead wrong.

May the Good Lord take a liking to you,
... but not too soon!

As you slide down the banister of life,
May the splinters never point the wrong way.

An old Irish recipe for longevity:
Leave the table hungry.
Leave the bed sleepy.
Leave the table thirsty.

Always remember to forget
The things that made you sad.
But never forget to remember
The things that made you glad.

Always remember to forget
The friends that proved untrue.
But never forget to remember
Those that have stuck by you.

Always remember to forget
The troubles that passed away.
But never forget to remember
The blessings that come each day.

If you're enough lucky to be Irish...
You?re lucky enough!

Tis better to buy a small bouquet
And give to your friend this very day,
Than a bushel of roses white and red
To lay on his coffin after he's dead.

May the blessings of each day
Be the blessings you need most.

Life is like a cup of tea,
it's all in how you make it!

We cannot share this sorrow
If we haven't grieved a while.
Nor can we feel another's joy
Until we've learned to smile.

I complained that I had no shoes
Until I met a man who had no feet.

It's easy to be pleasant when life flows by like a song.
But the man worth while is the one who can smile
When everything goes dead wrong.

For the test of the heart is trouble
And it always comes with years.
And the smile that is worth the praises of earth
Is the smile that shines through the tears.

What is Irish diplomacy?
It's the ability to tell a man to go to hell,
So that he will look forward to making the trip.

St. Patrick was a gentleman
Who through strategy and stealth
Drove all the snakes from Ireland.
Here's toasting to his health.
But not too many toastings
Lest you lose yourself and then
Forget the good St. Patrick
And see all those snakes again.

May the enemies of Ireland never meet a friend.

An Irish method for tackling problems:
There comes a time when you must take the bull
By the tail and face the situation squarely.

May the leprechauns be near you,
To spread luck along your way.
And may all the Irish angels,
Smile upon you St. Patrick's Day.

May the joys of today
Be those of tomorrow.
The goblets of life
Hold no dregs of sorrow.

May the saddest day of your future be no worse
Than the happiest day of your past.

Health and a long life to you.
Land without rent to you.
A child every year to you.
And if you can?t go to heaven,
May you at least die in Ireland.

May you have:
No frost on your spuds,
No worms on your cabbage.
May your goat give plenty of milk.
And if you inherit a donkey,
May she be in foal.

May you live long,
Die happy,
And rate a mansion in heaven.

May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face.
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the hollow of His hand.

May the luck of the Irish possess you.
May the devil fly off with your worries.
May God bless you forever and ever.

Ireland, sir, for good or evil,
No other place under Heaven.
And no man can touch its sod
Or breathe its air without becoming
Better or worse.

There are only two kinds of people in the world, The Irish
And those who wish they were.

You're not as young as you used to be.
But...
You're not as old as you?re going to be.
So watch it!

Do not resent growing old.
Many are denied the privilege.

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