Celtic Christian Music

Canticle Of The Sun
The heavens are telling the glory of god, and all creation is shouting for
joy, come, dance in the forest, come play in the field and sing, sing to the glory of the Lord

Sing to the sun, the bringer of day, he carries the light of the Lord in his rays, the moon and the stars, who light up the way unto your throne.
Praise to the wind, that blows through the trees, the seas mighty storms, the gentlest breeze, they blow where they will, they blow where they please, to please the Lord.
Praise to the rain that waters our fields, and blesses our crops, so all the earth yields, from death unto life her myst'ry concealed, springs forth in joy.
Praise to the fire, who gives us his light, the warmth of the sun to brighten our night, he dances with joy, his spirit so bright, he sings of You.
Sing to the earth, who makes life to grow, the creatures You made to let Your life show, the flowers and trees that help us to know the Heart of Love.
Praise to our death, that makes our life real, the knowledge of loss that helps us to feel, the Gift of Yourself, Your Presence revealed to bring us home.

A Thiarna, dean trocaire
A Thiarna, dean trocaire,
A Chriost, dean trocaire,
A Thiarna, dean trocaire.

Sing To The Mountains
Sing to the mountains, sing to the sea.
Raise your voices, lift your hearts.
This is the day the Lord has made.
Let all the earth rejoice.

I will give thanks to You, my Lord.
You have answered my plea.
You have saved my soul from death.
You are my strength and my song.
Holy, Holy, Holy Lord.
Heaven and earth are full of your glory.
This is the day the Lord has made.
Let us be glad and rejoice.
He has turned all death to life.
Sin of the glory of God.

Shepherd Me, O God
Shepherd Me, O God, beyond my wants,
beyond my fears, from death into life.

God is my shepherd,
so nothing shall I want,
I rest in the meadows of faithfulness and love,
I walk by the quiet waters of peace.

Gently you raise me and heal my weary soul,
you lead me by pathways of righteousness and truth,
my spirit shall sing the music of your Name.

Though I should wander the valley of death,
I fear no evil, for you are at my side,
your rod and your staff, my comfort and my hope.

You have set me a banquet of love in the face of hatred
crowning me with love beyond my power to hold.

Surely your kindness and mercy follow me
all the days of my life.
I will dwell in the house of my God forevermore.

Canticle of the Turning
My soul cries out with a joyful shout that the God of my heart is great, And my spirit sings of the wondrous things that you bring to the ones who wait. You fixed your sight on the servant's plight, and my weakness you did not spurn, So from east to west shall my name be blest. Could
the world be about to turn?

Antiphon: My heart shall sing of the day you bring. Let the fires of you justice burn. Wipe away all the tears, For the dawn draw near, And the world is about to turn.

Though I am small, my God, my all, you work great things in me,
And your mercy will last from the depths of the past to the end of the age to be.Your very name puts the proud to shame, and to those who would for you yearn, You will show your might, put the strong to flight, for the world is about to turn.
From the halls of power to the fortress tower, not a stone will be left on stone. Let the king beware for your justice tears ev'ry tyrant from his throne.
The hungry poor shall weep no more, for the food they can never earn;
These are tables spread, ev'ry mouth be fed, for the world is about to turn.
Though the nations rage from age to age, we remember who holds us fast:
God's mercy must deliver us from the conqueror's crushing grasp.
This saving word that our forebears heard is the promise which holds us bound, 'Til the spear and rod can be crushed by God, who is turning the world around.

Irish Blessing
May the road rise up my friend to meet you.
May the winds be always at your back.
May the sunshine warm upon your face today,
& the rains fall soft upon your fields.
Until we meet again,
May God hold you, in the hollow of his hands,
May God hold you, in the hollow of his hands,
May God hold you, in the hollow of his hands.

Lady of Knock
There were people of all ages gathered ‘round the gable wall
poor and humble men and women, little children that you called.
We are gathered here before you, and our hearts are just the same
filled with joy at such a vision, as we praise Your Name

Golden Rose, Queen of Ireland, all my cares and troubles cease
as we kneel with love before you, Lady of Knock, my Queen of Peace

Though your message was unspoken, still the truth in silence lies
as we gaze upon your vision, and the truth I try to find
Here I stand with John the teacher, and with Joseph at your side
and I see the Lamb of God, on the Altar glorified
And the Lamb will conquer and the woman clothed in the sun
will shine Her light on everyone
and the lamb will conquer and the woman clothed in the sun,
will shine Her light on everyone

Onward To The Kingdom

Sing we now, and on we go;
God above and God below;
Arm is arm, in love we go
Onward to the kingdom.

Star above to show the way,
Through the night and in today,
With the light we won't delay
Onward to the kingdom.
Come now sisters, brother all,
Time to heed the Lord's call,
We will travel standing tall
Onward to the kingdom.
In the promised land we'll be,
One with God, where all are free,
The deaf will hear, the blind will see
When we reach the kingdom.

Naofa Thu
Is naofa, naofa, naofa thu,
a Thiarna Dia na slua,
Ta neamh agus talamh lan de do ghloir,
Hosanna sna harda.
Is beannaithe an te ata ag teacht in ainm an Tiarna.
Hosanna sna harda.

Dochas Linn Naomh Padraig

Dochas Linn Naomh Padraig,
Aspal mor na hEireann,
Ainm oirdhearc gleigeal,
Solas mor an tsaoil e.
Sé do chlaoidh na Draoithe,
Cróithe dúra gan aon mhaith,
Díslig dream an díomais,
Tré neart Dé ár dtraonlaoich.

Sleibhte, gleannta, maighe,
‘s bailte mor na hEireann,
Ghlan se iad go deo duinn,
Mile gloir dar naomh dhil,
Iarraimid ort, a Phadraig,
Gui orainn na Gaela,
Dia Linn la’ gus oiche,
‘s Padraig aspal Eireann.

Christ, Be With Me
Christ, be with me, Christ before me,
Christ behind me. Christ within,
Christ below me, Christ above me,
Christ on my right hand, Christ on my left.

Christ in my sleeping, Christ in my waking,
Christ in the hearts which think of me,
Christ in the mouth of all who speak to me,
Christ in each eye that looks to me

Críost liom, Críost romham,
Críost i mo dhiaidh, Críost istigh ionam,
Críost fúm, Críost os mo chionn,
Críost ar mo lámh dheas, Críost ar mo chlé,

Críost i mo lúi dom, Críost i mo sheasamh,
Críost i ngach gcrói ag cuimhneamh orm,
Críost i ngach mbéal, Críost i ngach súil,
Críost i ngach cluas, a éisteann liom.

Hail, Glorious St. Patrick

Hail, glorious St. Patrick, dear saint of our Isle,
On us thy poor children bestow a sweet smile;
And now you are high in the mansions above,
On Erin's green valleys look down in your love.

On Erin's green valleys, on Erin's green valleys,
On erin;s green valleys look down in your love.

Thy people, now exiles on many a shore,
Shall love and revere thee till time be no more;
And the fire thou hast kindled shall ever burn bright,
Its warmth undiminished, undying its light.
Ever bless and defend the sweet land of our birth,
Where the shamrock still blooms as when thou wert on earth,
And our hearts shall yet burn, wherever we roam,
For God and St. Patrick, and our native home.

Grace, Falling Like Rain
Now I receive you Lord!
Now You're conceived in me.
Now I accept you Lord,
Encircle me.

Ag Críost an Síol

Ag Críost an síol, ag Críost an fómhar;
in iothlainn Dé go dtugtar sinn.
Ag Críost an mhuir, ag Críost an t-iasc;
i líonta Dé go gcastar sinn.
Ó fhás go haois, ó aois go bás,
do dhá láimh, a Chríost, anall tharainn.
Ó bhás go críoch nach críoch ach athfhás,
i bParthas na ngrás go rabhaimid.

To Christ the seed, to Christ the yield,
in barn of Christ may we be brought.
To Christ the sea, to Christ the fish,
in nets of Christ may we be caught.

From growth to age, from age to death,
You two arms, O Christ, around us.

From death to end — not end but new life,
in the Paradise of Grace may we be.

Gabhaim Molta Bríde
Gabhaim molta Bríde
Ionmhain í le hÉirinn
Ionmhain le gach tír í
Molaimis go léir í.

Lóchrann geal na Laighneach
A' soilsiú feadh na tíre
Ceann ar óghaibh Éireann
Ceann na mban ar míne.

Tig an Geimhreadh dian dubh
A' gearradh lena ghéire
Ach ar Lá 'le Bríde
Gar dúinn earrach Éireann.

I sing praise to Bridget
Daughter of Ireland
Daughter of every land
All our people praise her

Shining torch of Leinster
Shining through the land
Head of all of Irish youth
Head of gentle women.

Sharp and hard is winter
Bitter, cold and dark,
But on each St. Bridget’s Day
Spring is broght to Eireann

Céad Míle Fáilte
Céad míle fáilte romhat, a Íosa, a Íosa,
Céad míle fáilte romhat, a Íosa,
Céad míle fáilte romhat a Shlánaítheoir,
Céad míle míle fáilte romhat,a Íosa, a Íosa.

Glóir agus moladh duit, a Íosa, a Íosa ,
Glóir agus moladh duit, a Íosa,
Glóir agus moladh duit, a Shlánaítheoir
Glóir, moladh agus buíochas duit, a Íosa, a Íosa.

Deus meus adiuva me
Deus meus adiuva me
Tabhair dom do shearch,
a Mhic ghil Dé
Tabhair dom do shearch,
a Mhic ghil Dé
Deus meus adiuva me.

Domine da quod peto a te,
Tabhair dom go dian a ghrian ghlan ghlé,
Tabhair dom go dian a ghrian ghlan ghlé,
Domine da quod peto a te.

Domine, Domine, exaudi me,
M’anam bheith lán de d’ghrá, a Dhé,
M’anam bheith lán de d’ghrá, a Dhé,
Domine, Domine exaudi me.

Bí, a íosa
Bí, a íosa, im chroíse i gcuimhne gach uair,
Bí, a íosa, im chroíse le haithrí go luath
Bí, a íosa, im chroíse le cumann go buan
ó, a íosa 'Dhé dhílis, ná scar Thusa uaim.

Gan íosa mo smaointe ní thaithníonn liom féin,
Gan íosa mo scríbhinn ná foghar mo bhéil,
Gan íosa mo ghníomhartha ní maith insan tsaol,
ó, a íosa 'Dhé dhílis, bí romham is am dhéidh.

Sé íosa mo ríse, mo chara 's mo ghrá,
Sé íosa mo dhídean ar pheaca 's ar bhás,
Sé íosa mo aoibhneas, mo scáthán do ghnáth,
A's, a íosa, 'Dhé dhilis, ná scar uaim go bráth.

Bí, a íosa, go síoraí im chroí is im bhéal,
Bí, a íosa, go síoraí im thuigse mar an gcéann',
Bí, a íosa, go síoraí im mheabhair mar léann,
ó, a íiosa, 'Dhé dhílis, ná fág mé liom féin.

Stir Up the Waters
I want to swim in the ocean of your never ending mercy. Let me float in the motion of waves that are calmed by your hand.

He me Lord, wash me clean, Drown out my sins, set me free. Teach me to reach for your love’s embrace. Stir up the waters Lord, show me your face.

I want to lie on the seashore, And rest in the breeze of your Spirit
Dry my tears with the power
And strength that comes with forgiveness.
I want to climb up the mountain
Past clouds that hide your essence,
Show me the Son’s reflection
Let me dance in your presence. refrain

St.Bridget’s Feast
I would like a great lake of ale,
I would serve the choicest of food,
for the family of heaven, the cup, the fruit of Love, and the food: our Lord’s own forgiving love.

I would welcome the poor to my feast. I would bring the sick to my home, for they are God’s joy, let the poor dine with Him and the sick dance reels with the angels..oh.

God bless the poor and God bless the the sick. God bless all in the human race. Godd bless the food and God bless our drink and all our homes, O Lord embrace.

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, I Thy true son;
Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.

Be Thou my battle Shield, Sword for the fight;
Be Thou my Dignity, Thou my Delight;
Thou my soul’s Shelter, Thou my high Tower:
Raise Thou me heavenward, O Power of my power.

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.

Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be my Vision, O Ruler of all.
Be Thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art

St.Patrick’s Breastplate
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 today to me forever
By power of faith, Christ’s incarnation;
His baptism in Jordan river,
His death on Cross for my salvation;
His bursting from the spic?d 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 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 star lit 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.

Night Prayer
Your arm underneath my neck.
My dreams sheltered in Your Peace

Walk in the Light
Walk in the Light,
Walk in the Light,
Walk in the Light of His perfect Love.
© 1987 Paula and Dennis Doyle

The King of Love my Shepherd is
The King of Love my Shepherd is,
Whose goodness faileth never;
I nothing lack if I am His
And He is mine forever.

Where streams of living water flow,
My ransomed soul He leadeth,
And where the verdant pastures grow,
With food celestial feedeth.

Perverse and foolish oft I strayed,
But yet in love He sought me
And on His shoulder gently laid
And home, rejoicing, brought me.

In death's dark vale I fear no ill,
With Thee, dear Lord, beside me;
Thy rod and staff my comfort still,
Thy cross before to guide me.

Thou spreadst a table in my sight,
Thy unction grace bestoweth;
And, oh! the transport of delight
With which my cup o'erfloweth.

And so through all the length of days
Thy goodness faileth never.
Good Shepherd, may I sing Thy praise
Within Thy house forever!

The Cloud’s Veil
Even though the rain hides the stars, even though the mist swirls the hills, even when the dark clouds veil the sky, God is by my side.
Even when the sun shall fall in sleep, even when at dawn the sky shall weep, even in the night when storms shall rise, God is by my side. God is by my side.

Sail the Soul
by Liam Lawton

Lord of the Pilgrim and Lord of the Way,
Guide every footstep each journey I make.
Lord of the seeker and Lord of all truth,
Clear be the vision where-ever I look.
And when the times of trial a rise,
Be Lord of my longing, be Lord of my Life.
Lord of the pilgrim and Lord of the way.
Safe in your shadow, be our rest each day.

Sail the Waves, may God safely guide us. Through all days may
heaven inspire us. Comforting winds in glory will sing.
Soft falling rain,
God’s healing will bring. Sail the shore and find heaven’s shelter.
ail the soul in waters so gen-tle remain.

Lord of the heavens and Lord of the seas,
You calm raging water and quiet the breeze.
Lord of the rivers and Lord of the streams,
Holy the silence of God’s gentle peace.
And when the night of storms a rise,
Be Lord of all danger, and Lord of all tides.
Lord of the heavens and Lord of the seas.
Comfort, restore us, our guard ever be.
Lord of our country and Lord of our land,
Heal our divisions, embrace all our plans.
Lord of our children and Lord of our care,
Be now our minder, the source of our fare.
And when our hearts grow cold with fear,
Be Lord of tomorrow, our hope always near.
Lord of our country and Lord of our land,
Hold us and guide us in your loving hands.
Lord of the dawning and Lord of the night,
Send your disciple, the source of our light.
Lord of our silence and Lord of the Word,
Through your faithful servant may all hearts be stirred.
Now is the time to rise and sing,
To follow God’s way, your path Columcille.
Lord of compassion and Lord of all love,
May peace come upon us through your gentle love.

When I was a lad on the Emerald Isle,
I heard many stories both lovely and wild.
About the great dragons and monsters that be,
That swallow the ships as they sail on the sea.
'Tho I was an artist with canvas and paints,
I sailed with Saint Brendan and his jolly saints.
We told the good people, "Goodbye for a while”,

We sailed for Saint Brendan's fair isle, fair isle,
We sailed for Saint Brendan's fair isle.

When we had been sailing for ninety-four days,
We came to a spot where the sea was ablaze.
Those demons from Hades was dancing with glee,
And burning the sailors alive on the sea.
Then Saint Brendan walked on the festering waves,
He threw all the demons right back to their caves,
And all of the saints bore a heavenly smile,
One night while the brethren were lying asleep,
A great dragon came up from under the deep.
He thundered and lightninged and made a great din;
He awakened Saint Brendan and all of his men.
The dragon came on with his mouth open wide.
We threw in a cross and the great dragon died.
We skinned him and cooked him and feasted awhile,
At last we came onto that beautiful land.
We all went ashore and we walked on the sand.
We took up our longbows and killed a Zebu.
We roasted it up and had hot barbecue.
And after a while we were singing a song,
We noticed the island was moving along.
We ate and we drank and we rode in high style,
Now Brendan said, "Boys, this is much to my wish!
"We ride on the back of the world's biggest fish!
"Hold fast to the rope that is pulling the ship,
"We'll need it some day if this fish takes a dip!"
We sailed every ocean, we sailed every sea,
We sailed every spot that a sailor could be.
In forty-four days we sailed ten million miles,
At last we came onto that beautiful land.
We all went ashore and we walked on the sand.
We took up our long bows and killed a Zebu.
We roasted it up and had hot barbecue.
And after a while we were singing a song,
We noticed the island was moving along.
We ate and we drank and we rode in high style,
We sailed for Saint Brendan's fair isle, fair isle,
We sailed for Saint Brendan's fair isle.