A Celtic Psaltery by Alfred Perceval Graves
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Christ in each mouth that shall ever speak aught of me;
Christ in each eye that shall ever on me fasten, Christ in each ear that shall ever to me listen. I invoke, upon my path To the King of Ireland's rath, The Almighty Power of the Trinity; Through belief in the Threeness, Through confession of the Oneness Of the Maker's Eternal Divinity. ST. PATRICK'S EVENSONG Christ, Thou Son of God most High, May thy Holy Angels keep Watch around us as we lie In our shining beds asleep. Time's hid veil with truth to pierce Let them teach our dreaming eyes, Arch-King of the Universe, High-Priest of the Mysteries. May no demon of the air, May no malice of our foes, |
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