Once a hub of Irish People
Bustling, working on the Clyde
Building ships in ageing dockyards
Lost within long ravished times
And came the gentle touch of Father
With His voice so calm and still
“Trust always the Love of My Son”
“Look always to do his will”.
Powered by Love for food and shelter
To feed displaced families
Faithful tribes of Irish workers
He called to trust with dignity
Deep within the calming waters
Comes new light which shines on man
Of a deeper profound calling
To keep the Faith and take a stand
Now with waters largely silent
Contemplation draws us near
entreating all the generations
To keep our Faith and hold it dear
Blessed Father ever hear us
Protect us just like those gone by
And like our fathers with their calling
Let us ne’er our faith deny.
Christian Devotions 