There were people of all ages Gathered round the gable wall Poor and humble men and women Little children that you would call We are gathered here before you And our hearts are just the same Filled with joy at such a vision As we praise your name Golden Rose, Queen of Ireland All my cares and troubles cease As I kneel with love before you Lady of Knock, my Queen of Peace Oh, your message is unspoken But the truth in silence lies So I gaze upon your vision And the truth I try to find Here I stand, with John the teacher And with Joseph at your side And I see the lamb of God On the altar glorified Golden Rose, Queen of Ireland All my cares and troubles cease As we kneel with love before you Lady of Knock, my Queen of Peace And the lamb will conquer And the woman clothed in the sun Will shine her light on everyone And the lamb will conquer And the woman clothed in the sun Will shine her light on everyone Golden Rose, Queen of Ireland All our cares and troubles cease As we kneel with love before you Lady of Knock, my Queen of Peace Lady of Knock, my Queen of Peace
