St. Patrick�s Breastplate

I rise today
   in power�s strength, invoking the Trinity,
   believing in threeness,
   confessing the oneness
   of creation�s Creator.

I rise today
   in the power of Christ�s birth and baptism,
   in the power of his crucifixion and burial,
   in the power of his rising and ascending,
   in the power of his descending and judging.

I rise today
   in the power of the love of cherubim,
   in the obedience of angels
   and service of archangels,
   in hope of rising to receive the reward,
   in the prayers of patriarchs,
   in the predictions of prophets,
   in the preaching of apostles,
   in the faith of confessors,
   in the innocence of holy virgins,
   in the deeds of the righteous.

I rise today
   in heaven�s might,
   in sun�s brightness,
   in moon�s radiance,
   in fire�s glory,
   in lightning�s quickness,
   in wind�s swiftness,
   in sea�s depth,
   in earth�s stability,
   in rock�s fixity,

I rise today
   with the power of God to pilot me,
   God�s strength to sustain me,
   God�s wisdom to guide me,
   God�s eye to look ahead for me,
   God�s ear to hear me,
   God�s word to speak for me,
   God�s hand to protect me,
   God�s way before me,
   God�s shield to defend me,
   God�s host to deliver me:
          from snares of devils,
          from evil temptations,
          from nature�s failings,
          from all who wish to harm me,
          far or near,
          alone or in a crowd.

Around me I gather today all these powers
   against every cruel and merciless force
   to attack my body and soul,
   against the charms of false prophets,
   the black laws of paganism,
   the false laws of heretics,
   the deceptions of idolatry,
   against spells cast by women, smiths and druids,
   and all unlawful knowledge
   that harms the body and soul.

May Christ protect me today
   against poison and burning,
   against drowning and wounding,
   so that I may have abundant reward;
   Christ with me, Christ before me, Christ behind me;
   Christ within me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me;
   Christ to right of me, Christ to left of me;
   Christ in my lying, Christ in my sitting, Christ in my rising;
   Christ in the heart of all who think of me,
   Christ on the tongue of all who speak to me,
   Christ in the eye of all who see me,
   Christ in the ear of all who hear me.

I rise today
   in power�s strength, invoking the Trinity,
   believing in threeness,
   confessing the oneness,
   of creation�s Creator.

For to the Lord belongs salvation,
and to the Lord belongs salvation
and to Christ belongs salvation.

May your salvation, Lord, be with us always.
I was supposed to memorize this thing for my Sacramental Traditions of Ireland class. I aced it, however I remember hardly any of it now. Memorization is almost pointless when it is a literary work. I may be an English major, but you will never convince me that memorizing something is good academics. I'm off my soap box now. Carry on.
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