School: Kilcomreagh (roll number 9429)

Kilcumreragh, Co. Westmeath
B. Hickey
The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0733, Page 201

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    It is on Good Friday our Savour died,
    A crown of thorns on his head,
    The jews came up with a lance so sharp,
    And pierced Our Saviours tender heart,
    From his heart and his hands blood
    came flowing.
    His Blessed Mother standing by,
    with a sad heart and a dismal cry,
    Those who say that prayer three times every night, and three times every day their souls will never enter into hell.
    Mary Anne Smyth
    Author Bridget Smyth Aged 55 Coolatore Rosemount, Moate
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.