I posted this in the Peace for Ireland thread originally.

All The Fighting, Lord
(tune of All My Trials)

Hush my country, don't you cry
You know that we all are born to die
May all the fighting, Lord, soon be over

It's not too late, dear brothers
It's not too late to march together
May all the fighting, Lord, soon be over

As my tears ring out in the moonlit night
I pray you'll lower your rifle sights
May all the fighting, Lord, soon be over

I've got an orange sash given to me
Stitched on the breast are strips of green
May all the fighting, Lord, soon be over

There is a wall they call the Peace Line
Tear it down and let your hearts shine
May all the fighting, Lord, soon be over

Amergin