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An Easter Hallelujah

Easter, also called Pascha (Passover) or Resurrection Sunday, is a Christian festival and cultural holiday commemorating the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, described in the New Testament as having occurred on the third day of his burial, following on from his crucifixion by the Romans at Calvary c. 30 AD.

This year (2022) Easter Sunday falls on Sunday, April 17th, in exactly two week’s time.

Meaning of the word Hallelujah.

The word “hallel” in Hebrew means a joyous praise in song. The second part, “Yah”, is a shortened form of “Yahweha”, a lesser known name for God or Jehova, thus the word means “Praise Yahweh”, or “Praise God”, joyously.

An Easter Hallelujah.

Sung by Cassandra Star & her sister Callahan and written by Kelley Mooney

A crown of thorns placed on His head
He knew that He would soon be dead
He said, “Did you forget me, Father did you?”
They nailed Him to a wooden cross
Soon all the world would feel the loss
Of Christ the King before His Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

He hung His head and prepared to die
Then lifted His face up to the sky
Said, “I am coming home now Father, to you”
A reed which held His final sip
Was gently lifted to his lips
He drank His last and gave His soul to glory
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

The soldier who had used his sword
To pierce the body of our Lord
Said, “Truly, this was Jesus Christ our Saviour”
He looked with fear upon his sword
Then turned to face his Christ and Lord
Fell to his knees crying Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Took from his head the thorny crown
And wrapped him in a linen gown
Then laid him down to rest inside the tomb
The holes in his hands, his feet, and side
Now in our hearts, we know he died
To save us from ourselves, oh Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Three days went by, again they came
To move the stone, to bless the slain
With oil and spice anointing Hallelujah
But as they went to move the stone
They saw that they were not alone
For Jesus Christ has risen, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah


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Cashel Library Celebrates 20th Anniversary

Tipperary Librarians Maura Barrett and Ann-Marie Brophy Report.

On Tuesday April 5th 2022, Cashel Library will mark its 20th anniversary, with fun-filled birthday celebrations, and everyone is invited!

It is 20 years since the library moved from ‘The Green’ in Cashel to its current location on Friar Street in the town. In that time the library has been ​central to the community, as a place for groups to gather, connect and to be filled with ideas, information, stories, history, entertainment and culture!

Birthday festivities will commence with a coffee morning at 11:00am, with entertainment provided by children from local schools.

Please do feel free to pop-in for a cuppa and a slice of birthday cake!

Later that evening we are very excited to host a special performance by award winning Irish Tenor, Mr Patrick Hyland.

The evening entertainment will commence at 7:00pm, with a cheese and wine reception first.

Note Please: Book your seat for what promises to be a fabulous night by ringing us at the library on Tel. No. 062 63825.

Booking is ESSENTIAL!!!

Turn! Turn! Turn!

The lyrics hereunder written by Pete Seeger’s song “Turn! Turn! Turn!” were taken almost word for word from the Bible (Book of Ecclesiastes 3:1-8). The only words Pete Seeger added were “Turn! Turn! Turn!” and “I swear it’s not too late.”

Turn, Turn, Turn.

Lyrics by American folk singer and social activist, the late Pete Seeger, [1919 – 2014].

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose, under heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose, under heaven
A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together
To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose, under heaven
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing
To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose, under heaven
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, I swear it’s not too late

Late Luke Kelly Sings – “Scorn Not His Simplicity”.

Written by that great Irish musician, songwriter and record producer Mr Phil Coulter.

[Mr Phil Coulter visited Thurles to perform in concert, on Friday, September 28th, 2018 last.]

Scorn Not His Simplicity‘.

See the child,
With the golden hair,
Yet eyes that show the emptiness inside.
Do we know,
Can we understand just how he feels
Or have we really tried.
See him now,
As he stands alone,
And watches children play a children’s game.
Simple child.
He looks almost like the others,
Yet they know he’s not the same.
Scorn not his simplicity,
But rather try to love him all the more.
Scorn not his simplicity,
Oh no.
Oh no.
See him stare,
Not recognizing the kind face,
That only yesterday he loved,
The loving face,
Of a mother who can’t understand what she’s been guilty of.
How she cried tears of happiness,
The day the doctor told her it’s a boy.
Now she cries tears of helplessness,
And thinks of all the things he can’t enjoy.
Scorn not his simplicity,
But rather try to love him all the more.
Scorn not his simplicity,
Oh no.
Oh no.
Only he knows how to face the future hopefully,
Surrounded by despair.
He won’t ask for your pity or your sympathy,
But surely you should care.
Scorn not his simplicity,
But rather try to love him all the more.
Scorn not his simplicity,
Oh no.
Oh no.
Oh no.

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Death Of Folk Singer & Songwriter Pete St John.

Pre-deceased by his wife, Susan, the well-known and much loved Irish singer and songwriter Mr Pete St John has sadly, passed away, while in the care of staff at Beaumont Hospital, Dublin, yesterday, Saturday March 12th, 2022.

Aged in his 90th year, Mr St John is survived by two sons.

Born Peter Mooney in 1932, the folk musician is best known here in Ireland and internationally, for writing the well known songs which include ‘The Rare Ould Times’, ‘The Ferryman’, ‘The Fields of Athenry'(1979), ‘Ringsend Rose’ and perhaps the lesser known ‘Waltzing on Borrowed Time’. His award-winning work has been recorded by numerous musicians, including ‘The Dubliners’, ‘Paddy Reilly’, ‘Brendan Grace’, ‘James Last’, ‘Brendan Shine’, ‘Dublin City Ramblers’, ‘Danny Doyle’ and ‘Mary Black’.

The Dublin-born musician worked abroad as a young man both in Canada and in the US, hence many of his songs reflect on how his home town had become a city and regretted the loss of two symbols of old Dublin; namely Nelson’s Pillar and the Metropole Ballroom; following his return in the 1970s.

Winner of several awards, Mr St. John was winner of the Irish Music Rights Organisation (IMRO) “Irish Songwriter of the Year” award.

Residents of Co. Tipperary joins with friends and fans in offering their condolences to his extended family.

In ár gcroíthe go deo.