Fell at the sound of his mighty name!
Swift was the conquest—with hearts upswelling
The Faith they took, and to God they swore:
That precious spark from their bosoms’ dwelling,
Man’s guile or torture should snatch no more.
And ever since, while the wide world wonders
This steadfast people their strength reveal,
As Time Earth’s kingdoms and empires sunders,
They stand by Patrick in ranks of steel!
The nations mock them, like Christ’s tormentors;