PLEASE NOTE:
I did NOT write this! I merely stumbled upon it about ten years ago, and took time to capture it by re-typing, verbatim. I don't think it should be LOST to the world at large. What do you think?

The Deer's Cry


Anonymous, 8th Century. Translated from Old Irish by Kuno Meyer.


I arise today through the strength of heaven
Light of sun, radiance of moon, splendor of fire
Speed of lightning, swiftness of wind, depth of sea
Stability of earth, firmness of rock
I arise today through God's strength to pilot me
God's eyes to look before me, God's way to lie before me
God's shield to protect me from all who shall wish me ill
Afar and near, alone and in a multitude
Against every cruel, merciless power
That may oppose my body and soul
Christ with me. Christ before me. Christ behind me. Christ in me.
Christ beneath me. Christ above me. Christ on my right. Christ on my left.
Christ when I lie down. Christ when I sit down. Christ when I arise.
Christ to shield me.
Christ in the heart of everyone who thinks of me.
Christ in the mouth of everyone who speaks of me.