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St. Patrick’s Day

by Sandra Bennett
TCF

~ a photo of a photo at Cliffs of Moher, Ireland ~

“I bind unto myself today
The strong Name of the Trinity,
By invocation of the same
The Three in One and One in Three.

I bind this today to me forever
By power of faith, Christ’s incarnation;
His baptism in Jordan river,
His death on Cross for my salvation,
His bursting from the spiced tomb,
His riding up the heavenly way, 
His coming at the day of doom
I bind unto myself today.

I bind unto myself the power
Of the great love of cherubim;
The sweet ‘Well done’ in judgement hour,
The service of the seraphim,
Confessors’ faith, Apostles’ word,
The Patriarchs’ prayers, the prophets’ scrolls,
All good deeds done unto the Lord
And purity of virgin souls.

I bind unto myself today
The virtues of the star lit heaven,
The glorious sun’s life giving ray,
The whiteness of the moon at even,
The flashing of the lightning free,
The whirling wind’s tempestuous shocks,
The stable earth, the deep salt sea 
Around the old eternal rocks.

I bind unto myself today
The power of God to hold and lead,
His eye to watch, His might to stay,
His ear to hearken to my need.
The wisdom of my God to teach.
His hand to guide, His shield to ward;
The word of God to give me speech.
His heavenly host to be my guard.

Against the demon snares of sin,
The vice that gives temptation force,
The natural lusts that war within,
The hostile men that mar my course;
Or few or many, far or nigh,
In every place and in all hours,
Against their fierce hostility
I bind to me these holy powers.

Against all Satan’s spells and wiles,
Against false words of heresy,
Against the knowledge that defiles,
Against the heart’s idolatry,
Against the wizard’s evil craft,
Against the death wound and the burning, 
The choking wave, the poisoned shaft,
Protect me, Christ, till Thy returning.

Christ be with me, Christ within me,
Christ behind me, Christ before me,
Christ beside me, Christ to win me,
Christ to comfort and restore me.
Christ beneath me, Christ above me,
Christ in quiet, Christ in danger,
Christ in hearts of all that love me, 
Christ in mouth of friend and stranger.

I bind unto myself the Name,
The strong Name of the Trinity,
By invocation of the same,
The Three in One and One in Three.
By Whom all nature hath creation,
Eternal Father, Spirit, Word:
Praise to the Lord of my salvation,
Salvation is of Christ the Lord.” 

“His truth shall be thy shield and buckler.” ~ Psalm 91:4 ~


Listen here.


From this page, “the lyrics are a translation of a Gaelic poem called “St. Patrick’s Lorica,” or breastplate. (A “lorica” was a mystical garment that was supposed to protect the wearer from danger and illness, and guarantee entry into Heaven.) Cecil Alexander penned these words at the request of H. H. Dickinson, Dean of the Chapel Royal at Dublin Castle:


“I wrote to her suggesting that she should fill a gap in our Irish Church Hymnal by giving us a metrical version of St. Patrick’s “Lorica” and I sent her a carefully collated copy of the best prose translations of it. Within a week she sent me that exquisitely beautiful as well as faithful version which appears in the appendix of our Church Hymnal.” “


Blessings ~ a rich Christian heritage ~ Mrs. Alexander ~ Cliffs of Moher ~ St. Patrick ~ 

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  1. Chester County Garden says

    What a delightful post. Glad you had such a wonderful Irish holiday. The Quiet Man is a great film, and I will take a look at the other films and books that you mention because I usually like what you like. Blessings to you Sandra and belated Happy St Patricks Day.

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  2. GretchenJoanna says

    I so love this prayer and thank you VERY much for posting it. A blessed St. Patrick's Day to you, dear Sandra, and may you feel the heavenly host in the "sun's life giving ray," in the moon and the wind and "the stable earth" of your farm.

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  8. Lisa Richards says

    Beautiful, beautiful poem! I went to the Cliffs of Mohr website and the view of the cliffs was breathtaking. I got a funny feeling in my stomach thinking of driving on that little road along the edge of the cliffs, lol! (Or is it a walking path? That would feel safer.)

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