Monday, November 15, 2004

Be Thou My Vision

Be thou my vision, O Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that thou art;
Thou my best thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, thy presence my light.

Be thou my Wisdom, and thou my true Word;
I ever with thee and thou with me, Lord;
Thou my great Father, and I thy true daughter,
Thou in me dwelling, and I with thee one.

Riches I heed not, nor man's empty praise;
Thou mine inheritance, now and always;
Thou and thou only, first in my heart,
High King of heaven, my treasure thou art.

High King of heaven, my victory won,
May I reach heaven's joys, O bright heaven's Sun!
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be my Vision, O Ruler of all.

Ancient Irish; trans. by Mary E. Byrne, 1880-1931; versed by Eleanor H. Hull, 1860-

2 Comments:

Blogger Kyndal said...

One of my favorites!

12:17 PM, November 15, 2004  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

My daughters sing that as a duet, and I love it. The oldest one is walking far from the Lord right now, and the waters are deep. Praise Him for the chastening! But it is almost as hard on me as it is on her. kdip

12:42 PM, November 16, 2004  

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