When boyhood's fire was in my blood
I read of ancient freemen
Of Greece and Rome who bravely stood
Three hundred men and three men
And then I prayed I yet might see
Her fetters rent in twain
And Ireland long a province be a nation once again
A nation once again, a nation once again
And Ireland long a province be a nation once again
It whispered too that freedom's arc
And service high and holy
Would be profaned by feelings dark
And passion vain and lowly
For freedom comes from God's right hand
And needs a goodly train
And righteous men will make our land a nation once again
A nation once again, a nation once again
And Ireland long a province be a nation once again
And from that time through wildest woe
That hope had shone a far light
Nor could love's brightest summer glow
Outshine that solemn starlight
It seemed to watch above my head
In forum field and fane
It's angel voice sang round my bed a nation once again
A nation once again, a nation once again
And Ireland long a province be a nation once again
So as I grew from boy to man
I bent me to my bidding
My spirit of each selfish plan
And cruel passion ridding
But thus I hoped some day to aid
Nor can such hope be vain
When my dear country shall be made a nation once again
A nation once again, a nation once again
And Ireland long a province be a nation once again