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Ar an leathanach seo

1. The Judgement Day (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   Contemptuously will driven be, with scorn to the left.
   To those at His left hand He'll say, "Begone, away from me,
   You gave me not to eat or drink in my necessity.
   Depart ye to eternal fire, you would not hear my call
   But as I foretold you wicked grew, and bring with you what's worse,
   My blessing I have given you, but now you have my curse.
   A curse upon your ears and eyes lest you should see or hear
   A glimpse of light or harmony to all eternity.
   A curse upon your taste and smell, and on your hardened heart
   That persevered in your career for which you will feel the smart.
   Now take a view of that sad crew deprived of all relief,
   Confined to hell, that midnight cell, from whence there's no reprieve."
   But smilingly addresses He, the sheep at his right hand,
   "Come now, my friends, and enter in, you shall possess the land,
   The glory of which no eye hath seen nor neither ear hath heard.

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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   Stair Athraigh

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   Béarla

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   Thomas Mc Cormac

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   Dún Uabhair, Co. na Mí

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   Mathew Lynch

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   Plaitín, Co. na Mí