Original lyrics

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Christus vincit, christus regnat Patricius, apostolus hiberniae Stolen from britain, chained in pain Six years a slave in wind and rain Shepherd boy beneath pagan skies Crying to heaven with tear-filled eyes God spoke fire into broken bones Rise and flee, you're not alone Crossed the sea, returned a man But heaven wrote a harder plan Not escape But holy war Back to the land That broke him before Stand, saint patrick Storm of faith on emerald ground Chains turned swords when Christ was found Fire, on, tara Darkness falls when heaven roars Ireland belongs to Christ once more Kings and druids ruled by fear Blood-stained altars, demon seers At tara hill the flame was raised Against the laws of pagan days He lit the paschal fire so bright Challenged the king, challenged the night Magic failed, false gods fell The gospel thundered louder than hell Not trickery Not spell But cross and creed The idols fell Stand, saint patrick Breaker of druid chains Christ the king forever reigns Fire, on, tara From stone and blood to altar and bell He stormed the gates of hell Three leaves raised in weathered hand Trinity taught across the land Father, son, spirit one Ireland baptized, war begun Monasteries rose from ash and stone Schools of saints and scribes were grown When rome fell dark and culture died Irish monks kept light alive From island flame To world reborn The west was saved By what he formed Stand, saint patrick Father of ireland's soul Forged a nation baptized whole Fire, on, tara From cliffs to seas the bells still cry Christ our king on high Lorica sancti patricii Christ before me, Christ behind me Christ within me Old and scarred but never bent Prayed till death, no regret Not gold he sought, not throne nor fame Only souls for Jesus' name He fell to earth but ireland stood Saints and martyrs from his blood His banner flies through centuries Green land crowned in sanctity Empires fade But faith remains The cross still reigns Through patrick's flame Stand, saint patrick Apostle of emerald fire Ireland lifted higher and higher Fire, on, tara Darkness shattered, Christ enthroned The island claimed as his own Stand, saint patrick From slave to saint, from chain to crown He tore the pagan kingdoms down Christ, cross, victory The shamrock still proclaims his name Saint patrick lives in flame Sancte patrici, ora pro nobis Apostole hiberniae Amen