Sung by Maura O'Connell

May the rain always fall softly upon your fields
And the sun pour down like honey where you stand
May the wind be at your back and the road rise to meet you
And your soul rest at last in the hollow of God's hand

Life isn't easy, no one ever said it was
But if you are lucky, you will love and be loved

And may the rain always fall softly upon your fields
And the sun pour down like honey where you stand
May the wind be at your back and the road rise to meet you
And your soul rest at last in the hollow of God's hand

Trouble and sorrow carve the lines on your face
Don't fear tomorrow, 'cause you will meet it with grace

And may the rain always fall softly upon your fields
And the sun pour down like honey where you stand
May the wind be at your back and the road rise to meet you
And your soul rest at last in the hollow of God's hand

May your friends be as many as the promises that you keep
May your laughter in heaven cause the devil to weep

And may the rain always fall softly upon your fields
And the sun pour down like honey where you stand
May the wind be at your back and the road rise to meet you
And your soul rest at last in the hollow of God's hand, in the hollow of God's hand