Tag: Prayers

  • Every Saint- A Prayer for the End of the Year

    This beautiful prayer to all the saints asking for their intercession and protection, forms the epilogue to the Martyrology of Gorman and provides a fitting close to the year: 

    Epilogue.
    I. Let every saint who hath been, who shall be, in the greentopped mournful world, let all the dear and gracious host forgive me.
    5. The noble, beloved army—little of their sea is this number—to protect me from battle, from bane, (and) from demons.
    9. In their hosts, in their hundreds, let them ask for me pardon, repentance before death, and protection of me from every hardship.
    13. May they guard me from the Devil, for he is always doing evil—the noble sages with knowledge, every saint who hath been, who shall be!
    Every saint.
    The End.

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  • 'Thou art the Mother of the Great King' – an Irish night prayer in honour of Our Lady

    Below is the text of a beautiful night prayer to Our Lady, which I first posted some years ago. It is such a wonderful text that it deserves a second outing.


    A devotional poem, dated c.900 runs:

    O Mary, my blessing on thee in every part that thou mayest commend me tonight to thy Son.
    O Queen of all the virgins in the wide world, pray for me to thy great good Son that I may be saved.
    That thou mayest bring triumph from the world with numerous hosts, bring me to heaven swiftly by thy grace.
    By thy birth, by thy glory, come to me; to the house of thy great good Son lead me by the hand.
    By the choice that was made of thee over every part, by the Father, faultless worth, by the Son,
    By the Holy Spirit who has bestowed every grace on thee, to bring me to heaven, fair the place, be it thy share.
    By every angel, by every virgin, by every saint, bring me in the company of the (heavenly) hosts with noble peace.
    With my soul, with my body, with my understanding and with my sense, I am under thy protection as long as I may be here.
    Mayest thou save me, whether early or late I leave the world, from every danger with numerous hosts, from every attack.
    I throw myself on thy breast, on thy knee and on thy cheek, on thy soul, on thy blood, on thy flesh at all times.
    Under thy protection may I be here and yonder against every strait, mayest thou be my guard always (until I come) to the King of the stars.
    O Mary, hear my cry to holy heaven so that thou mayest be my shelter against the host of base devils.
    Except for Christ thou art the one most abounding in grace who has visited the world, thou hast defeated the devil in battle in thy course.
    Thou art the vessel in which was the manna, O fair generous one; thou art the shrine in which was for a while the Son of the King of the stars.
    Thou art the golden cup in which was the wine which intoxicates and gladdens the host for all eternity.
    Thou art the paradise in which was the sweet tree of life; thy Son has taken the hostage of the (human) race, O pleasant Sun.
    Thou art the mother of the great King, Son of swift God; thy countenance shines gloriously like the sun.
    Mayest thou save me from sin, from the plague of cold hell; let not the demon near me, O radiant sun.
    May it be a protection to me to praise thee – blessed is that; whoever practises it rightly, may he have heaven.
    The prayer of each strong noble saint to thee: thy prayer along with each to pure Christ:
    That I may have the gift of diligent piety always; that I may shine like a star yonder in heaven;
    That no demon may come to me when I shall die; that I may not get torment nor plague from the King of the clouds.
    May I not part from Christ here nor yonder; the house where is the Son of the King of the stars, may I be there.
    The blessing of rich and poor on thy Son; O Mary, my blessing on thee in every part.

    Source: B. O Cuiv, ‘Some early devotional verse in Irish’, Eriu, XIX, 13-17 in P.O’Dwyer O.Carm, Mary – a history of devotion in Ireland (Dublin, 1988), 64-65.


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  • The Protecting Corselet of Mary

    The prayer below was originally published by the great 19th-century scholar, Eugene O’Curry, who had learnt it from his father. When reprinted in The Irish Ecclesiastical Record, some additional verses were included from another source. The supplementary verses are mainly concerned with promises of protection to anyone who recites the prayer, this may strike the modern reader as smacking of superstition or sympathetic magic. Yet I have seen many examples of similar promises attached to some of our most famous hymns from the Irish Liber Hymnorum. One has to be careful, of course, of accepting that prayers which have reputedly come down from early times through a long oral tradition have done so intact. Whilst some of the imagery in this prayer is indeed reminiscent of that found in earlier Irish texts, other verses suggest a later origin. In verse 15, for example, there is a plea for the ‘distressed nobles of Erin’, this might be a reference to the ‘Flight of the Earls’ and the passing of the Gaelic order in the seventeenth century. Verse 17 certainly suggests that we are dealing with the Counter-Reformation rather than the ‘Celtic Church’! The introduction claims that the prayer is ‘some seven hundred or more years old’, this would take it back to the 12th century, as the prayer was published in the 1860s. Overall, however, I suspect this is a later work, there is a later medieval feel about it as a whole.
    THE PROTECTING CORSELET OF MARY.
    The late Professor O’Curry, in the last Lecture which he delivered in the Catholic University a few days before his lamented death in July, 1862, when speaking of the music of ancient Erin, referred to ” a beautiful ancient hymn to the Blessed Virgin, some seven hundred or more years’ old.” He added, with that simplicity which cast such a charm over all his words : “My father sang this hymn, and well too, almost every night, so that the words and the air have been impressed on my memory from the earliest dawn of life. This sweet poem consists of twelve stanzas of four lines each, beginning:’ Direct me how to praise thee.’
    The air of this hymn is not popular ; I never heard it sung but by my own father. I know it myself very well, and I know several old poems that will sing to it, such as the poems ascribed to Oisin, the son of Find Mac Cumhaill, and the great religious poem called ‘ The Festology of Oengus Ceile De written in the year 798.”
    Mr. Brian O’Looney, who with such untiring energy continues in the Catholic University the researches of the lamented O’Curry, has discovered a much larger number of stanzas than the twelve mentioned by the late Professor. To Mr. O’Looney we are indebted for the following translation in full of this most interesting monument of the piety of our ancestors, and of their devotion to the Immaculate Mother of God.
    1. Direct me how to praise thee
    Though I am not a master of poetry,
    O thou of the angelic countenance, without fault,
    Thou hast given the milk of thy breast to save me.
    2. I offer myself under thy protection,
    O loving Mother of the only Son,
    And under thy protecting shield I place my body,
    My heart, my will and my understanding.
    3. I am a sinner, full of faults,
    I beseech of thee and pray thee do it,
    O Woman Physician of the miserable diseases,
    Behold the many ulcers of my soul.
    4. O Temple of the Three Persons,
    Father, Son and Holy Spirit,
    I invoke thee to come to visit me
    At the hour of my judgment and my death.
    5. O Queen to whom it has been granted by the King,
    The Eternal Father, out of the abundance of His love,
    An inheritance to be the Mother,
    I implore thy assistance to save me.
    6. O vessel who carried the Lamp
    More luminous than the sun,
    Draw me under thy shelter into the harbour
    Out of the transitory ship of the world.
    7. O Flower of beauty, O Mother of Christ,
    O Lover of peace and mildness,
    I pray thee to hear me; may it ne’er occur to me
    In any trial to forsake thee.
    8. O Queen who refusest not any person,
    Who is pure in his deeds, morals, actions,
    I beseech Thee Christ to put me
    (From the wily demons) amidst the saints.
    9. O Queen of the Saints, of the virgins, of the angels,
    O honeycomb of eternal life,
    All surpassing power, presumptuous valour
    Go not far without thee.
    10. I am under thy shelter amidst the brave
    O protecting shield, without being injured by their blows,
    O Holy Mary, if thou wilt hear thy supplicant,
    I put myself under the shelter of thy shield.
    11. When falling in the slippery path
    Thou art my smooth supporting hand staff;
    O Virgin from the Southern clime,
    May I go to Heaven to visit thee.
    12. There is no hound in fleetness or in chase,
    North wind or rapid river,
    As quick as the Mother of Christ to the bed of death
    To those who are entitled to her kindly protection.
    13. O heart without sin, O bosom without guile,
    O Virgin Woman who hast chosen sanctity,
    In thee I place my hope of salvation
    From the eternal torture of the pain.
    14. O Mary, gentle, beautiful,
    O meekness mild and modest,
    I am not tired of invoking thee,
    Thou art my guarding staff in danger.
    15. Turn thine eyes, O Woman Friend,
    Upon the distressed nobles of Erin;
    To them restore the happiness of their lives
    And obtain from them from the Eternal Father:
    16. That every sinner of their numbers
    Who has fallen into sin and is in need of succour,
    Thou mayst redeem, O Virgin Lady,
    They are in misery until you do it.
    17. To the true Faith without dissimulation
    May the Kings of the world be obedient,
    Through the invocation of Mary, which is not weak,
    And may they renounce the false religion.
    18. To those who are in the pit of pain, in fire,
    Whose portion is suffering,
    Deign thy relief, O Mary,
    And Amen say, O cleric. [1]
    The following additional Stanzas follow here in Royal Irish Academy, MS. No. 23, c. 20,70.
    19. Every woman sick in childbirth,
    If she has this, or that it be read for her,
    She will get relief by the grace of God,
    And of Mary Mother of the only Son.
    20. Going to a sea voyage,
    Or going to a single-handed combat,
    Whosoever of the two hath justice on his side
    Shall return alive without danger.
    21. Every person who recites it from memory,
    And hears it with due reverence,
    And with sweet devotion to Mary,
    Shall get relief and protection.
    22. When you are rising in the morning,
    And when going into bed do it [recite it],
    And you shall have Mary as your friend
    To redress all your grievances [wants].
    23. A house is seldom burned
    Which is under protection of the shield
    Of the Virgin Mary,
    If appropriate reverence be given to her.
    24. Many are the countless virtues
    Of the protecting shield corselet of Mary,
    If we be in the state of grace,
    And pray to her at all times with devotion.
    [1] The following extract will serve to explain this stanza :
    “Mary and the virgin saints sit around the Lord God giving him praise and glory, and praying for the souls in trouble.” ” Saint Adamnan’s Vision.” Leabur na h-Uidre, p. 27 et seq. ; also, Scela lai Breta, Story of the Day of Judgment. Ibid. p. 31, col. I, et seq.
    The Irish Ecclesiastical Record, Volume 6, 1869, 320-322.

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