Morning Prayer

I will kindle my fire this morning

In the presence of the holy angels of heaven,

In the presence of Ariel of the lovliest form,

In the presence of Uriel of the myriad charms,

Without malice, without jealousy, without envy,

Without fear, without terror of anyone under the sun,

But the Holy Son of God to shield me.

Without malice, without jealousy, without envy,

Without fear, without terror of anyone under the sun.

But the Holy Son of God to shield me.

God, kindle Thou in my heart within

A flame of love to my neighbor,

To my foe, to my friend, to my kindred all,

To the brave, to the knave, to the thrall,

O Son of the loveliest Mary,

From the lowliest thing that liveth,

To the Name that is highest of all.

O Son of the loveliest Mary,

From the lowliest thing that liveth,

To the Name that is highest of all.

(The Celtic Way of Prayer, 30)