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leitir ḋom. Feuċaint ḋom gur léiġ me
innti mar so. — " Glór ṗáisdiḋe agus
ḋaoine na h-Éireann. Turas, a ógánaiġ
naoṁṫa agus siúḃal in ar measg. D'
aiṫniġeas guṫ mo Ḋia-sa, agus do Ḋia-
sa ins a g-caint; do ḋúisiġ me & ġeall¬
as go g-caiṫfinn mo ṡaoġal as sin suas
a seirḃis Dé, in ḃur measg féin agus i
measg ḃur g-clainniḃ. Aċt an uair sin
do ḃí me aineolaċ i ḃ-foġluim agus i d-
teagasg na foġluimṫe : ní raḃ ḟios ag¬
am air ṫada aċt cia buḋ rud do ṁúin
mo ṁáṫair ḋom, agus do laḃair m'ain¬
geal ṁaiṫ in mo ċroiḋe. Is fíor go raḃ
an tuigse so árdréimeaċ, aċt ḃí ḟios
agam go raḃ bur m-bárda agus ḃur g-
cunlaċda críonna & nar ḃ-féidir a n-
aṫruġ'ḋ gan cruṫuġ'ḋ leaḃar-ḟoġluim.
Uime sin, ċuartuiġ me air feaḋ mórán
bliaḋanta leaḃair ċreideaṁ mo Ḋia &
coṁairle na n-daoineaḋ críonna, agus
anois, faoi ḋeireaḋ, tagaim ag taḃairt
agaiḃ nuaiḋeaċt ṡaiḋḃris na fírinne
ċum siḃse do ṡlánuġ'ḋ.
Ní iarrfaiḋ me orraiḃ aċt mo ċlos¬
aint mar gnaṫas le daoiniḃ críonna &
me féin agus mo ṫeagasg do ṁeas léir
ḃur ngrineas.
Mo Ḋia nar ṫréig a ṫearḃónta riaṁ,
ní ḟaillfiḋ sé gan mo m' ḟoclaiḃ a coṁ¬
neartuġ'ḋ le miorḃuilte agus le coṁ¬
arṫuiġṫe ma ḃíḋeann caill leo le spior¬
aid na n-uaiḃreaċ a ċlaonaḋ roiṁ cúṁ¬
aċt a ḟoċail.
Múinfiḋ me ḋaoiḃ cia ṡé an t-Ard
Ḋia seo — an Té a rinne na spéiriḋe
reultaċ os ḃur g-cionn, an ḟairge ṁór
a ḃuaileas ḃur g-cladaiḋe agus ḃur g-
cuanta & a ġlaoiḋeas amaċ as na ton¬
naiḃ buarṫaḋ "An t-Oileán Smaraga
so, Coróin na Fairge."
Innseoċaḋ mo ḋaoiḃ cia ċaoi ḃ-fuil
sé aonaraċ i nádúr agus trídeaċ i b-
pearsan: an t-Aṫair, an Mac, agus an
Spiorad, mar ṫaisbeánan na trí ḋuill¬
eoga so. Múinfiḋ mé ḋaoiḃ cionnas
ar d' ṫainic an dara pearsa do na trí
pearsanaiḃ dosmuainiġṫe ar n-dearḃ¬
raṫair. — gineaḋ é ó Ṁaiġdean, an ṁaiġ¬
dean is áillne de inġeanaċ aon ḟear, &
ṫríd a Mac, tá sí na máṫair againne.
Taisbeánfad ḋaoiḃ breáċta na ḃ-flaṫis
your God. I awoke, and vowed to
devote the rest of my life to the service
of you and your children.
But I was then unskilled in letters,
and in the teachings of the wise — I
only knew what a tender mother had
whispered into my childish ear and
my good Angel spoken into my heart.
'Tis true, this was wisdom most sub¬
lime; but I know that your bards; and
sages were wise men, who could not
be convinced without book learned
proofs. Therfore for many years I have
searched the books of the religion of
my God, and sought the counsels of the
wise, and now at last, I come to bring
you the precious message of truth and
salvation.
I will only ask you to hear me as
becomes wise men, and to judge me
and my teaching according to your
wisdom. My God, who has never a¬
bandoned his servant will not fail to
seal my words with signs and wonders
if such need be to bow the spirit of the
proud before the power of His word.
I will tell you who this Great God
is — He who made the “Starry heavens
overhead, and the great ocean that
beats upon your shores”, and calls forth
this “Emerald Isle”, the “Gem of the
Sea”, from the boisterous waves.
I will tell you how this God is one
in Nature, and three in Person. — The
Father, the Son and the Spirit — as
symbolized in this threefold leaf I
will tell you how the second of the
three incomprehensible Persons has
become our brother, — being born of a
Virgin — the fairest of the Daughters
of man, — who in her son, has become
our mother. I will show you the beau¬
ty of the mansions of Glory, — more
lovely than the golden palaces of kings,
more beauteous than the radiant sun
of heaven, which this God has prepar¬
ed for those who do his commandments.
Nor will I hide from you the chastise¬
ment he inflicts on those, who despise
His law.
THIS is my WISDOM — a holy fire that
was brought from heaven to inflame
