Safe within these shores
I feel no conflict here
I feel my spirit soar
Within this sanctuary
Iona, Iona
There are no ghosts to haunt me
There is no blood upon this land
No power to make me fear
No hour of darkness here
Iona, Iona
All bathed in emerald
Out of the mist arise
I see the stones appear
A cross before my eyes
Iona, Iona, Iona
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