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Saint Patrick: The Musical

As written and mangled by a Lutheran pastor

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wHr02U1OYVk

3 years ago (edited)
As my own hand has written,
I was born in Britain
when Romans reigned over the place

Though the son of a deacon,
I shunned the Lord’s beacon
and never cared much for His grace

Then while I was still childish,
the fierce pagan Irish
snatched me and stole me away

So with no-one to save me
from those who’d enslave me,
that’s when I started to pray

Prayed to the God who had freed me from sin
that He’d free me from slavery’s abyss

But while I was a-waitin’
the Lord’s liberating,
the Pagans would taunt me like this:

Come on now Patrick,
come sing of the One who has saved you
as you clean our mold-ridden socks

Come on now holy boy,
call on God’s son,
as we beat you with sticks and/or rocks

6 whole years they enslaved me,
but He who had saved me,
His will would not never be done

So one day while dreamin’,
I heard a voice screamin’,
a voice that was tellin’ me

Run, Patrick, run,
to the coast white with foam,
run, Patrick, run,
God is bringing you home

Low was my hope,
when I spotted a boat,
and the captain then let me on board

But when he bore his nipple,
I didn’t treat it as a fipple,
and then he brought me home, thank the Lord

Back in the arms of my mother and father,
livin’ the life I had missed,
but so strangely while dreamin’,
new voices were screamin’,
all of ‘em tellin’ me this:

Come on now Patrick,
come back to the land of

we Pagans who gave you your chains and your strife

Give us love and forgiveness,
extend us your hand,
with the word of the Author of life.

How can I go back
and forgive all those sinners who put me through hell?

And yet how could I not,
since the blood that forgave me forgives them as well.

No the ones have crossed—

Valjean, at last—

You must preach them the gospel!

Bell John, at last—

After this revelation,
I sought ordination,
then looked at my bishop and plead

Let me preach He who saved me
to those who enslaved me,
and this is what my bishop said:

okay

Go, Patrick, go,
to the land you once fled
go, Patrick, go,
reach the Savior who bled

Hey look, it’s Patrick, that we put in chains
what are you doin’ back?
I have come to proclaim
that the One who forgave me is rightin’ your wrongs,
so come gather around, let me sing you a song

Preach, Patrick, preach,
save the souls on the isle,
but don’t lose heart,
‘cause it might take a while

I just preached Him who saved me to those who’d enslave me

and freed them from death and from sin