The Open Door

By Juliea A. Sullivan

There’s a dear old Irish saying
That is murmured o’er and o’er
“When misfortunes close around you,
Shure God leaves an open door.”

Oh, the blessed faith of Ireland
That descends through all the years!
Oh, the loving trust and patience,
That can drive away all fears!

For when trials come upon us,
Disappointments sad and sore;
Seek we still with hope and courage,
Seek and find his open door.

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