May the Lord Be With You Too We Meet Again

Said in the morning when rising

Christ be with me,
exist later on me,
be earlier me,
and be at my right and left hand.
May everything I do be for Christ.

Traditional Irish Business firm Blessing:

God bless the corners of this house
And exist the lintel blessed.
Bless the hearth, the tabular array as well
And bless each place of residue.
Bless each door that opens wide
To stranger, kith and kin;
Bless each shining window-pane
That lets the sunshine in.
Bless the roof-tree upward higher up
Bless every solid wall.
The peace of Human, the peace of honey,
The peace of God on all.

May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind be always at your dorsum.
May the sun shine warm upon your confront.
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in
the hollow of His hand.

In Time of Sorrow�

May yous see God�due south light on the path alee
When the road y'all walk is dark.
May you always hear,
Fifty-fifty in your hour of sorrow,
The gentle singing of the distraction.
When times are hard may hardness
Never turn your heart to stone,
May you lot e'er remember
when the shadows fall �
Yous exercise not walk alone.

May the blessings of lite be upon y'all,
Calorie-free without and lite within.
The blessed sunlight shine on y'all
and warm your eye
till it glows like a not bad peat burn down.
And in all your comings and goings,
May you ever have a kindly greeting
From them you meet on the road.

Expiry leaves a heartache
no one tin can heal;
Love leaves a memory no
one can steal.

Remembered Joy

Don�t grieve for me, for now I�1000 free!
I follow the program God laid for me.
I saw His face, I heard His call,
I took His hand and left it all�
I could non stay another day,
To love, to laugh, to piece of work or play;
Tasks left undone must stay that manner.
And if my parting has left a void,
Then fill information technology with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss�
Ah aye, these things I, too, shall miss.
My life�s been full, I�ve savored much:
Good times, good friends, a loved-one�s touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief �
Don�t shorten yours with undue grief.
Exist not encumbered with tears of sorrow,
Enjoy the sunshine of the morrow.

Until we see over again,
may God Concur yous
in the palm of his mitt.

An Irish Funeral Prayer

Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Everything remains as it was.
The old life that we lived then fondly together
is untouched, unchanged.
Whatever we were to each other, that nosotros are nonetheless.
Call me by the onetime familiar name.
Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no sorrow in your tone.
Laugh as nosotros always laughed at the little jokes that
nosotros enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name exist ever the household word
that information technology always was.
Let information technology be spoken without endeavour
Life means all that information technology always meant.
It is the same as it ever was.
In that location is unbroken continuity.
Why should I exist out of mind because
I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for y'all, for an interval,
somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well. Zilch is injure; goose egg is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall express mirth at the problem of parting,
when we come across again.

Source: derived from a sermon written by Henry Scott Holland
and delivered in St. Paul's (London) on 15 May 1910,
at which time the trunk of King Edward 7
was lying in state at Westminster.

An Irish Approval for Expiry:

I pray that yous will have the blessing
of existence consoled�
May you know in your soul that at that place is
no demand to exist afraid.
When your time comes, may you be given
every blessing and shelter that you demand.
May there be a beautiful welcome for yous
in the domicile that you are going to.
You are not going somewhere foreign.
Yous are going back to the home that y'all
never left.
May you have a wonderful urgency to alive
your life to the full.
May you live compassionately and creatively
and transfigure everything
that is negative inside you and well-nigh you.
When you come to die may information technology exist afterwards a long life.
May you be peaceful and happy and in the presence
of those who really care for you.
May your going be sheltered and
your welcome assured.
May your soul grinning in the embrace of your
anam cara (soul friend).

Source: John O�Donohue�due south
"Anam Cara: Spiritual Wisdom for the Celtic Globe"
(1997, Bantam)

May joy and peace surround you,
Contentment latch your door,
And happiness exist with you lot now,
And bless you evermore.

From Saint Patrick�s Breastplate:

I arise today
Through a mighty strength,
the invocation of the Trinity,
Through belief in the Threeness,
Through confession of the Oneness
of the Creator of creation.

I arise today
Through the forcefulness of Christ�s
birth with His baptism,
Through the forcefulness of His crucifixion
with His burying,
Through the forcefulness of His resurrection
with His ascension,
Through the strength of His descent
for the Twenty-four hours of Judgment.

I arise today
Through the strength of the love
of cherubim,
In the obedience of angels,
In the service of archangels,
In the hope of resurrection to encounter
with reward,
In the prayers of patriarchs,
In the predictions of prophets,
In the preaching of apostles,
In the faith of confessors,
In the innocence of holy virgins,
In the deeds of righteous men.

I arise today, through
The forcefulness of sky,
The light of the lord's day,
The radiance of the moon,
The splendor of burn,
The speed of lightning,
The swiftness of wind,
The depth of the bounding main,
The stability of the world,
The firmness of rock.

I arise today, through
God�due south strength to pilot me,
God�s might to uphold me,
God�s wisdom to guide me,
God�s eye to look before me,
God�s ear to hear me,
God�s word to speak for me,
God�s manus to guard me,
God�southward shield to protect me,
God�s host to save me
From snares of devils,
From temptation of vices,
From everyone who shall wish me ill,
afar and near.

I summon today
All these powers betwixt me and
those evils,
Against every cruel and merciless ability
that may oppose my body and soul,
Against incantations of false prophets,
Confronting black laws of pagandom,
Against fake laws of heretics,
Confronting craft of idolatry,
Against spells of witches and smiths
and wizards,
Against every knowledge that corrupts
human being�s trunk and soul;
Christ to shield me today
Against poison, against called-for,
Against drowning, against wounding,
And so that there may come to me an
abundance of reward.

Christ with me,
Christ before me,
Christ behind me,
Christ in me,
Christ beneath me,
Christ in a higher place me,
Christ on my correct,
Christ on my left,
Christ when I prevarication down,
Christ when I sit down down,
Christ when I arise,
Christ in the center of every human being
who thinks of me,
Christ in the oral fissure of everyone
who speaks of me,
Christ in every eye that sees me,
Christ in every ear that hears me.

I arise today
Through a mighty strength,
the invocation of the Trinity,
Through conventionalities in the Threeness,
Through confession of the Oneness
of the Creator of creation.

From Saint Patrick:
God, whom we denote to you,
is the Ruler of all things.
The God of heaven and earth, of the sea
and the rivers.
The God of the sun, and the moon,
and all the stars.
The God of the high mountains and of
the low lying valleys.
The God who is above sky, and
in heaven, and nether heaven.
His dwelling is in sky and world,
and the sea, and all therein.
He gives breath to all.
He gives life to all.
He is over all.
He upholds all.
He gives lite to the lord's day.
He imparts splendour to the moon.
He has made wells in the dry land,
and islands in the ocean.
He has appointed the stars to serve
the greater lights.
His Son is co-eternal and co-equal
with Himself.
The Son is not younger than the Father.
And the Father is non older than the Son.
And the Holy Ghost proceeds from them.
The Father and the Son and the Holy Ghost
are undivided.
But I desire by Faith to unite you
to the Heavenly Rex, as you lot are daughters
of an earthly king.

May y'all always take
walls for the winds,
a roof for the rain,
tea beside the fire,
laughter to cheer you,
those you dear most you,
and all your heart might desire.

May St. Patrick guard you
wherever you lot go,
and guide yous in whatever y'all do�
and may his loving protection
be a blessing to you always.

May the sunday shine,
all mean solar day long,
everything go right,
and nothing wrong.
May those you love
bring beloved back to you,
and may all the wishes
y'all wish come true!

May God be with you lot and bless you,
May yous see your children�south children,
May y'all be poor in misfortune,
rich in blessings.
May you know zero but
happiness from this day forward.

May your neighbors respect you,
Trouble fail you,
The angels protect you,
And sky accept yous.
May y'all have the hindsight
to know where you�ve been,
the foresight to know where you�re going
and the insight to know
when you lot�re going too far.

Always remember to forget
The things that made you sad.
Merely never forget to remember
The things that fabricated you glad.
E'er retrieve to forget
The friends that proved untrue.
But never forget to remember
Those that have stuck by you lot.
Always remember to forget
The troubles that passed away.
But never forget to call up
The blessings that come each day.

May peace and plenty be the first,
To elevator the latch to your door.
And happiness be guided to your dwelling house,
By the candle of Christmas.

May the paw of a friend
e'er be near yous,
And may God fill your heart
with gladness to cheer you.

May you e'er take work for your easily to do.
May your pockets hold always a money or two.
May the sun smoothen brilliant on your windowpane.
May the rainbow exist certain to follow each rain.
May the hand of a friend always be near you lot.
And may God fill your middle with gladness
to cheer you.

May the good saints protect you,
And bless yous today.
And may troubles ignore you,
Each step of the way.

These things, I warmly wish for you�
Someone to love, some work to practise,
A bit of o� lord's day, a chip o� cheer.
And a guardian angel always near.

Wishing you lot a rainbow
For sunlight after showers�
Miles and miles of Irish smiles
For gilded happy hours�
Shamrocks at your doorway
For luck and laughter likewise,
And a host of friends that never ends
Each day your whole life through!

Whenever in that location is happiness
Hope yous�ll exist there too,
Wherever there are friendly smiles
Hope they�ll smile on you,
Whenever in that location is sunshine,
Hope information technology shine especially for y'all
to make each day for y'all
as bright as it tin can be.

May your troubles be less,
And your blessing be more.
And cipher but happiness,
Come through your door.

May God requite you...
For every tempest, a rainbow,
For every tear, a smile,
For every care, a promise,
And a approval in each trial.
For every problem life sends,
A true-blue friend to share,
For every sigh, a sweetness song,
And an answer for each prayer.

Lucky stars above yous,
Sunshine on your way,
Many friends to love you,
Joy in work and play�
Laughter to outweigh each care,
In your eye a song�
And gladness waiting everywhere
All your whole life long!

When the first low-cal of sun � Bless you.
When the long day is done � Bless yous.
In your smiles and your tears � Bless you lot.
Through each day of your years � Bless yous.

May the raindrops fall lightly on your brow.
May the soft winds freshen your spirit.
May the sunshine brighten your middle
May the burdens of the day residual lightly upon yous.
And may God enfold y'all in the drape of His love.

May the friendships you make,
Exist those which endure,
And all of your greyness clouds
Exist small ones for sure.
And trusting in Him
To whom we all pray,
May a song fill your heart,
Every step of the way.

May love and laughter light your days,
and warm your heart and home.
May good and faithful friends be yours,
wherever you may roam.
May peace and enough anoint your world
with joy that long endures.
May all life�s passing seasons
bring the best to you and yours!

May the roof higher up united states never fall in.
And may the friends gathered beneath it never fall out.

May you accept warm words on a cold evening,
A full moon on a nighttime night,
And the road downhill all the way to your door.

May the Lord go along y'all in His hand
And never close His fist too tight.

May the morning lord's day stir yous out of bed,
May the winter winds motility you on the route,
May the rains of March renew your forcefulness,
May the flowers of bound obsess your sight,
May summer oestrus inflame your zeal,
May autumn color stimulate your dreams,
May the silver moon brand you wiser yet,
May you never be with yourself content,
May Jesus and Mary keep yous young,
Full of life and laughter and love.
And may the God of challenge and take a chance
Anoint you and proceed you always,
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.

Source: Fr. Andrew Thousand. Greeley.
The Irish, Gimmicky Books, p. 5

May your faith be stiff as a mount wall,
And subtle as the early morning mists.
May you believe that God�s power conquers all,
And his love through trouble and hurting persists.
May your faith soar like a multi-colored bird,
And shine brighter than the blinding desert sun.
Considering you know your prayers are always heard
And Jesus waits when the final twenty-four hour period is washed.
And may God bless y'all,
The Begetter who rules the starry skies,
The Son who rose from the dead,
And the Spirit who comes in hope.

Source: Fr. Andrew 1000. Greeley.
The Irish, Contemporary Books, p. 26

May the God of the misty dawn waken you lot,
May the God of the rising sun stir you up,
May the God of morning heaven transport y'all on your way,
May the God of noonday stillness renew
your strength,
May the God of afternoon bring you home,
May the God of dusk delight your eye,
May the God of twilight calm your nerves,
And the God of dusk bring you peace.
And may God bless yous:
The Ascent and the Setting Sun,
The Alpha and the Omega,
The Beginning and the Stop,
Male parent, Son, and Holy Spirit.

Source: Fr. Andrew 1000. Greeley.
The Irish, Contemporary Books, p. 27

May you treasure wisely this jeweled, gilded fourth dimension
And cherish each day equally an extra grace
Whose daydreaming loss would exist a tragic crime
In today's tasks may you find God's tender face.
May yous know that to miss dear'due south smallest take chances
Is a lost opportunity, a senseless waste.
May you lot see demand in every broken-hearted glance,
May you sort out of the boring and commonplace
An invitation to God'southward merry, manic dance
And may the Lord of the trip the light fantastic bless you lot
As he invites y'all to the trip the light fantastic of the
hallowed nowadays
Father, Son and Holy Spirit. Amen.

Source: Fr. Andrew Thou. Greeley.
The Irish, Contemporary Books, p. 33

May each twenty-four hours accept its ain wonder and rebirth,
Its molding of new life from unwilling clay,
Its springing in surprise from reluctant earth,
Its hint of victory on final Judgment Day,
And may the God of daily resurrections bless you,
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.

Source: Fr. Andrew Thousand. Greeley.
The Irish, Gimmicky Books, p. 57

May your hope be�
As determined as the river racing by,
As soft equally the cry of the mourning dove,
As sweet and subtle as a lover'due south sigh,�
As resolute equally the sunday ascent each day,
As certain as the return each yr of jump.
May it break through the darkling clouds
And confirm you against every evil thing.
May Jesus and Mary and Patrick and Brigid
Strengthen your faith and hope and beloved,
And may God bless you
Begetter, Son and Holy Spirit.

Source: Fr. Andrew M. Greeley.
The Irish, Contemporary Books, p. 96

May the autumn leaves rug beneath your feet
And the angels atomic number 82 you through the classday maze,
May your homecoming time be extra sweet
And your middle warm with Indian summer days,
Like Jesus may y'all abound in wisdom, age, and grace.
May you learn to read and write and remember and sing,
May you swiftly run in knowledge�south rapid race
And may God�s kind dear to all your
roommates bring.

Source: Fr. Andrew Chiliad. Greeley.
The Irish gaelic, Contemporary Books, p. 128

May the Good Shepherd protect you in
Ups and downs,
Ins and outs,
Premises and rebounds,
Highs and lows,
Comings and goings,
Heat and cold,
Darkness and light,
Joy and sorrow,
Proficient times and bad times,
Daytimes and nighttimes,
Short times and long times,
Old times and new times;
May He be with you
At home and abroad,
On the road and at rest,
In tempest and flood,
In drought and desert,
In peace and disharmonize,
In doubt and assurance,
In sickness and health,
In pain and triumph.
May the Good Shepherd walk
with y'all ever
Until it is fourth dimension to return home,
And may God bless yous,
Begetter, Son, and Holy Spirit.

Source: Fr. Andrew M. Greeley.
The Irish, Contemporary Books, p. 154

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