Relieve Thou, O God, each one
In suffering on land or sea,
In grief or wounded or weeping,
And lead them to the house of Thy peace
This night.
I am weary, weak and cold,
I am weary of traveling land and sea,
I am weary of traversing moorland and billow,
Grant me peace in the nearness of Thy repose,
This night.
Beloved Father of my God,
Accept the caring for my tears;
I would wish reconcilement with Thee,
Through the witness and the ransom
Of Thy Son;
To be resting with Jesus
In the dwelling of peace,
In the paradise of gentleness,
In the fairy-bower
Of mercy.
from the Carmina Gadelica. For Speechless.
No comments:
Post a Comment