onsdag 17. mars 2010

St. Patricks brystplate

I dag er det minnedag for St. Patrick, han som etter tradisjonen skal ha kristna Irland.

Eg har ikke lyst til å dvele så mykje med sjølve personen Patrick, men eg vil stoppe med det eg vart kjent med han for, nemleg den såkalla brystplata hans. Det er eit dikt, ein bøn, ei påkalling, kall det kva du vil, der Patrick knytter seg til den treeinige Gud. Teksten er noko det er verdt å ta med seg, og ein tekst eg jamnleg kjem attende til. Det glimrande Wikimediaprosjektet Wikisource har teksten, og det er der eg har henta den frå no.

I bind unto myself today
The strong name of the Trinity,
By invocation of the same,
The Three in One and One in Three.

I bind this day to me for ever,
By power of faith, Christ's Incarnation;
His baptism in the Jordan River;
His death on cross for my salvation;
His bursting from the spicèd tomb;
His riding up the heavenly way;
His coming at the day of doom;
I bind unto myself today.

I bind unto myself the power
Of the great love of the Cherubim;
The sweet 'Well done' in judgment hour;
The service of the Seraphim,
Confessors' faith, Apostles' word,
The Patriarchs' prayers, the Prophets' scrolls,
All good deeds done unto the Lord,
And purity of virgin souls.

I bind unto myself today
The virtues of the starlit heaven,
The glorious sun's life-giving ray,
The whiteness of the moon at even,
The flashing of the lightning free,
The whirling wind's tempestuous shocks,
The stable earth, the deep salt sea,
Around the old eternal rocks.

I bind unto myself today
The power of God to hold and lead,
His eye to watch, His might to stay,
His ear to hearken to my need.
The wisdom of my God to teach,
His hand to guide, his shield to ward,
The word of God to give me speech,
His heavenly host to be my guard.

Against the demon snares of sin,
The vice that gives temptation force,
The natural lusts that war within,
The hostile men that mar my course;
Or few or many, far or nigh,
In every place and in all hours
Against their fierce hostility,
I bind to me these holy powers.

Against all Satan's spells and wiles,
Against false words of heresy,
Against the knowledge that defiles,
Against the heart's idolatry,
Against the wizard's evil craft,
Against the death-wound and the burning
The choking wave and the poisoned shaft,
Protect me, Christ, till thy returning.

Christ be with me, Christ within me,
Christ behind me, Christ before me,
Christ beside me, Christ to win me,
Christ to comfort and restore me,
Christ beneath me, Christ above me,
Christ in quiet, Christ in danger,
Christ in hearts of all that love me,
Christ in mouth of friend and stranger.

I bind unto myself the name,
The strong name of the Trinity;
By invocation of the same.
The Three in One, and One in Three,
Of whom all nature hath creation,
Eternal Father, Spirit, Word:
Praise to the Lord of my salvation,
salvation is of Christ the Lord.

2 kommentarer:

Jan Rosenvinge sa...

Takk at du har lagt ut denne teksten. Koret mitt synger en vakker sang av John Rutter, der teksten er utdrag av "brystplaten", nemlig avsnittet Christ be with me osv. svært vakker liten sang, som anbefales. Hilsen kantor Jan Rosenvinge, Nøtterøy

Steinar Sneås Skauge sa...

Takk for tilbakemelding. Det er alltid hyggeleg. Mitt inntrykk av det lille eg har høyrt av John Rutter er absolutt positivt, så eg skulle gjerne høyrt «brystplata» i korversjon.

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