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Sunday, December 26, 2010

The Canticle of the Sun

The Canticle of Brother Sun
by Francis of Assisi

Most High, all powerful, good Lord,
Yours are the praises, the glory, the honor,
and all blessing.

To You alone, Most High, do they belong,
and no man is worthy to mention Your name.

Be praised, my Lord, through all your creatures,
especially through my lord Brother Sun,
who brings the day; and you give light through him.
And he is beautiful and radiant in all his splendor!
Of you, Most High, he bears the likeness.

Praised be You, my Lord, through Sister Moon
and the stars, in heaven you formed them
clear and precious and beautiful.

Praised be You, my Lord, through Brother Wind,
and through the air, cloudy and serene,
and every kind of weather through which
You give sustenance to Your creatures.

Praised be You, my Lord, through Sister Water,
which is very useful and humble and precious and chaste.

Praised be You, my Lord, through Brother Fire,
through whom you light the night and he is beautiful
and playful and robust and strong.

Praised be You, my Lord, through Sister Mother Earth,
who sustains us and governs us and who produces
varied fruits with colored flowers and herbs.

Praised be You, my Lord,
through those who give pardon for Your love,
and bear infirmity and tribulation.

Blessed are those who endure in peace
for by You, Most High, they shall be crowned.

Praised be You, my Lord,
through our Sister Bodily Death,
from whom no living man can escape.

Woe to those who die in mortal sin.
Blessed are those whom death will
find in Your most holy will,
for the second death shall do them no harm.

Praise and bless my Lord,
and give Him thanks
and serve Him with great humility.

Source: Franciscan Friars Third Order Regular


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I made myself kind of miserable this Christmas day by missing my wife and thinking about how if I were a better man she might have stayed. Often, I make myself miserable by focusing on my own inadequacies and self-doubt. Today, though, I'm remembering how much more there is in this world; how much I still have to admire and enjoy. My inadequacies don't matter when instead of focusing on myself I focus on the beautiful world God put me in to see.

Today is a good day.

4 comments:

  1. The Canticle is simply beautiful.

    I'm glad you're having a good day. :)

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  2. The Canticle is gorgeous, isn't it? I often wonder why it's not more widely quoted.

    And thanks! :)

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  3. The world is beautiful place. Even the stuff that feels bad ends up being beautiful because you learn from it and become stronger.

    Happy holidays, Mousie. :)

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  4. Happy Holidays, Perverse Cowgirl!

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