Brigit Be Bithmaith
Adapted from Irish Liber Hymnorum
Brigid, excellent woman,
Flame golden, sparkling,
May she bear us to the eternal kingdom,
(She), the sun, fiery, radiant!
May She kindle within us
Her loving and inspiring fire,
She, the branch with blossoms,
the daughter of the Dagda.
To the Rising Sun
Carmina Gadelica 361
Hail to thee,
thou Sun of the seasons,
as you travel the skies aloft;
Thy steps are strong on the wings of the heavens,
thou art the glorious mother of the stars.
Thou liest down in the destruction of the ocean
without impairment and without fear;
thou risest up on the peaceful wavecrest
like a queenly maiden in her bloom.
Prayer Before Battle
by Olc Aiche
Generations of generations,
I summon now to battle.
My ancestors of the silent land,
To stand with me in battle.
To stand with me in battle.
And should I here be slain,
My voice no more is heard,
My breath and heart be stilled,
My sight no more in this land.
No more in this land.
May they honour my departure,
My bravery in the fight,
My standing firm in truth,
My fiery anger in defense of the weak,
To receive me then in their land, and
Be gathered with renown unto my ancestors.
So be the way of it!
Prayer of Sustaining
by Olc Aiche
I raise now my hands
In the eye of Anu who gave birth to me,
In the eye of Lug who teaches me,
In the eye of Spirit-Fire who vivifies me,
In Warrior's Truth, and in passion.
In honour,
In justice,
In fair play,
In generosity,
In courtesy,
In compassion,
In courage,
In sincerity,
In loyalty,
In duty to truth,
In defense of the weak,
In service,
Confirm me and pour forth upon us
sustaining strength.
Each night and day
sustaining strength upon us.
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Prayer to the New Moon
Adapted from the Carmina Gadelica 54
In name of the Holy Three,
In name of the Shining Gods,
In name of the Blessed Dead and the Kind Spirits,
Oh! in name of the Three who shield us in every need,
If You have found us well to-night,
Seven times better may You leave us without harm,
Oh! bright white Moon of the seasons,
Bright white Moon of the seasons.
May your laving lustre leave us
Seven times still more blessed.
O moon so fair,
May it be so,
As seasons come,
And seasons go.
Brighid
Ceisiwr Serith A Book of Pagan Prayer
Make my words sweet enough to call you here,
and sweet enough to praise you when you arrive,
Sweet Brighid.
A Bhrighid, the flame on our hearth,
in our hearts,
receive this olive oil poured to you,
butter of the southern lands,
and my promise as well of your butter sweet,
spread thickly on bread,
on our return.
Milk as well will be poured to you,
Protector of our well-blessed hearth,
of our inner hearts,
which turn to you with love.
Lugh
Ceisiwr Serith A Book of Pagan Prayer
Lugh, of arts and skills,
as your spear,
so my hammer:
May if fall powerfully and accurately,
and may my work be performed with beauty and without delay.
Charm Against Wounds or Poison
The poison of a serpent, the venom of the dog, the sharpness of
the spear, doth not well in man. The blood of one dog, the blood
of many dogs, the blood of the hound of Fliethas--these I invoke.
It is not a wart to which my spittle is applied. I strike disease; I
strike wounds. I strike the disease of the dog that bites, of the
thorn that wounds, of the iron that strikes. I invoke the three
daughters of Fliethas against the serpent.
Hymn to the Sun
Adapted from the Carmina Gadelica 252 by Olc Aiche
This night is the long night,
It will snow and it will drift.
White moon there will be till morn,
This is the eve of the Great Shinning Forth.
This night born seed of joy,
From this night gleams the Sun of mountains high,
This night gleams together the Sun of sea and shore,
From this night will come the Shinning Forth.
This night is the long night,
Ice be frozen and it will crack,
Blast of north winds there will be till morn,
This is the eve of the Great Shinning Forth.
Ere the shout heard of the Shinning come,
Ere the warmth of Sun’s beam reached to earth
Ere the cry of new Hope gleaming,
This is the eve of the Great Shinning Forth.
Glowed now rock and tree,
Glowed now mountain and sea,
Glowed now clouds and mounds,
When the Great Sun’s beam is come to earth.
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