"Let me carry your Cross for Ireland Lord"

These lines are taken from a song; "Let me carry your Cross for Ireland, Lord", written by Thomas Ashe whilst in Lewes Gaol, England.

 

Let me carry your Cross for Ireland, Lord

The hour of her trial draws near,

And the pangs and the pains of the sacrifice

May be borne by comrades dear.

 

But, Lord, take me from the offering throng,

There are many far less prepared,

Through anxious and all as they are to die

 That Ireland may be spared.

 

Let me carry your Cross for Ireland, Lord

My cares in this world are few.

And few are the tears will for me fall

 When I go on my way to You.

 

Spare. Oh! Spare to their loved ones dear

The brother and son and sire.

That the cause we love may never die

In the land of our Heart's desire!

 

Let me carry your Cross for Ireland, Lord!

Let me suffer the pain and shame

 I bow my head to their rage and hate,

 And I take on myself the blame.

Let them do with my body whate'er they will,

My spirit I offer to You.

 That the faithful few who heard her call

May be spared to Roisin Dubh.

 

Let me carry your Cross for Ireland, Lord!

For Ireland weak with tears,

For the aged man of the clouded brow,

 And the child of tender years;

For the empty homes of her golden plains;

For the hopes of her future, Too!

Let me carry your Cross for Ireland, Lord!

for the cause of Roisin Dubh.