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My mother bore me in bondage, in bondage my mother was born, I am of the blood of serfs;

I am come of the seed of the people, the people that sorrow;
Who have no treasure but hope,
No riches laid up but a memory of an ancient glory
My mother bore me in bondage, in bondage my mother was born,
I am of the blood of serfs;
The children with whom I have played, the men and women with whom I have eaten
Have had masters over them, have been under the lash of masters,
and though gentle, have served churls.
The hands that have touched mine,
the dear hands whose touch Is familiar to me
Have worn shameful manacles, have been bitten at the wrist by manacles,
have grown hard with the manacles and the task-work of strangers.
I am flesh of the flesh of these lowly, I am bone of their bone I that have never submitted;
I that have a soul greater than the souls of my people’s masters,
I that have vision and prophecy, and the gift of fiery speech,
I that have spoken with God on the top of his holy hill.
And because I am of the people, I understand the people,
I am sorrowful with their sorrow, I am hungry with their desire;
My heart is heavy with the grief of mothers,
My eyes have been wet with the tears of children,
I have yearned with old wistful men,
And laughed and cursed with young men;
Their shame is my shame, and I have reddened for it
Reddened for that they have served, they who should be free
Reddened for that they have gone in want, while others have been full,
Reddened for that they have walked in fear of lawyers and their jailers.
With their Writs of Summons and their handcuffs,
Men mean and cruel.
I could have borne stripes on my body
Rather than this shame of my people.
And now I speak, being full of vision:
I speak to my people, and I speak in my people’s name to
The masters of my people:
I say to my people that they are holy,
That they are august despite their chains.
That they are greater than those that hold them
And stronger and purer,
That they have but need of courage, and to call on the name of their God,
God the unforgettably, the dear God who loves the people
For whom he died naked, suffering shame.
And I say to my people’s masters: Beware
Beware of the thing that is coming, beware of the risen people
Who shall take what ye would not give.
Did ye think to conquer the people, or that law is stronger than life,
And than men’s desire to be free?
We will try it out with you ye that have harried and held,
Ye that have bullied and bribed.
Tyrants… hypocrites… liars!

POSTED ON BEHALF OF :  Derry Sceal

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Fasting for Irish POWs on the 10th in honor of The Ten, *also for civilians being persecuted by the PSNI*

Fasting for Irish POWs on the 10th in honor of The Ten, *also for civilians being persecuted by the PSNI*

    • Tuesday, 10 July 2012
    • 06:00 until 18:00 in EDT
  • wherever you are
  • “O Divine Prisonerof the sanctuary,Who for love of us and for our salvationnot only enclosed Yourselfwithin the narrow confines of human natureand then hid Yourself under the veils of the Sacramental Species,but also continually live in the tabernacle!

    Hear the prayers which rise to You

    on behalf of those within the walls

    and which express to You our affection,

    our sorrow, and the great need they have of You in their tribulations.

    Above all, in the loss of freedom which so distresses them.

    May they always remember that,

    in depriving them of the freedom of their bodies,

    no one has been able to deprive them of freedom of the soul,

    which during the long hours of their solitude

    can rise to You to know You better

    and love You more each day.” Through Jesus Christ, our Lord. Amen.

POSTED ON BEHALF OF : Public event · By Sealbhaigh Ceiteach Childs

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Novena to St Maximilian Kolbe for Irish POWs, every month on the 10th *also for civilians being persecuted by the PSNI*

Novena to St Maximilian Kolbe for Irish POWs, every month on the 10th *also for civilians being persecuted by the PSNI*

    • 10 July at 06:00 until 18 July at 18:00 in EDT
  • wherever you are
  • ♥ Saint Maximilian Kolbe, your life of love and labor for souls was sacrificed amid the horrors of a concentration camp and hastened to its end by an injection of a deadly drug. O Lord Jesus Christ, Who said, “greater love than this no man has that a man lay down his life for his friends,” through the intercession of Saint Maximilian Kolbe whose life illustrated such love, we beseech Thee to grant us our petitions.• Redeeming God, we lift up all those who are incarcerated, please protect them from abuse.
    • Let Your Perfect Justice cut through and aid them now.
    • Let them be charged so they can have a hearing & trial or let them be released.
    • Give them faith and love to sustain them in disappointment.
    • Strengthen their will and courage to face their everyday struggles.
    • Ever loving Jesus, may this cross of wrongful judgment be lifted from those to whom it does not belong, please help them to gain their freedom quickly and legally.
    ***We also pray special protection for Irish civilians who are undergoing persecution at the hands of the PSNI. Watch over them, especially their little ones who are not spared from vicious threats***St Maximilian gave up his life for a total stranger in the concentration camp and loved his persecutors, giving us an example of unselfish love for all men — a love that was inspired by true devotion to Mary.Grant, O Lord Jesus, that we too may give ourselves entirely without reserve to the love and service of our Heavenly Queen in order to better love and serve our fellow man in imitation of Thy humble servant, Saint Maximilian.
    Amen

POSTED ON BEHALF OF : Public event · By Sealbhaigh Ceiteach Childs.

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