Showing posts with label prayer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label prayer. Show all posts

Friday, March 16, 2012

Inspiration Friday – St. Patrick’s Breastplate


 

Tomorrow (17 March) is St. Patrick’s Day – which for me will basically mean a whole day of listening to Irish music while studying[1] and taking a break to watch Riverdance. Anyhow, I’ve decided on posting this beautiful prayer attributed to St. Patrick - St. Patrick's Breastplate. This is the English translation and arrangement by Cecil Frances Alexander, with the Afrikaans translation by me[2].

I bind unto myself today

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 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 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.
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 today
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.



Ek bind tot myself vandag

Ek bind tot myself vandag
die sterk naam van die Drie-enigheid,
deur die afsmeking van dieselfde
drie in een, en een in drie.

Ek bind hierdie dag tot my vir ewig,
deur die krag van geloof, Christus se menswording,
Sy doop in die Jordaanrivier,
Sy dood aan die kruis vir my verlossing,
Sy opstanding uit die gekruide graf,
Sy opvaring na die hemel,
Sy koms op die dag van oordeel,
bind ek tot myself vandag.

Ek bind tot myself die krag
van die groot liefde van gerubyn;
die soete “wel gedaan” in oordeelsuur;
die diens van die serafyn;
belydenaar se geloof, apostels se woord,
die stamvaders se gebede, die profete se boekrolle;
alle goeie dade vir die Heer gedoen,
en reinheid van maagdelike siele.

Ek bind tot myself vandag
die deugde van die sterverligte hemel,
die glansryke son se lewegewende strale,
die witheid van die volmaan,
die flitse van die weerlig wat vrylik slaan,
die dwarrelende wind se stormagtige rukke,
die stabiele aarde, die diep sout see
om die ou, ewige rotse.

Ek bind tot myself vandag
die mag van God om te behou en te lei,
Sy oog om te waak, Sy mag om te keer,
Sy oor om na my behoefte te luister,
die wysheid van God om te leer,
Sy hand om te lei, Sy skild om af te weer,
die woord van God om my spraak te gee,
Sy hemelse leërskare om my wag te wees.
Christus wees met my,
Christus wees binne my,
Christus agter my,
Christus voor my,
Christus langs my,
Christus om my te wen,
Christus om my te troos
en my te vernuwe.
Christus onder my,
Christus bo my,
Christus in stilte,
Christus in gevaar,
Christus in die harte
van almal wat my liefhet,
Christus in die mond van
vriend en vreemdeling.

Ek bind tot myself vandag
die sterk naam van die Drie-enigheid,
deur die afsmeking van dieselfde,
die drie in een, en een in drie
deur wie die hele natuur geskep is,
ewige Vader, Gees, Woord.
Lof aan die Heer van my redding;
redding is van Christus die Heer.

More info on St. Patrick’s life and St. Patrick’s Breastplate can be found here, here and here.

Vintage St. Patrick image by The Graphics Fairy



[1] Because I really need to catch up after I got nothing done last week!
[2] Yes, translation really is fun to me, especially when it’s a text I really enjoy and love. I hope to have the translation of the original St. Patrick’s Breastplate ready for next week’s post. 

Friday, August 19, 2011

Ageless Words Friday: “Gebed” by Koos du Plessis


Although this week’s “Ageless Words” are only a few decades old; I do believe these lyrics to be “ageless”. It is written in Afrikaans by one of my favourite songwriters; Koos du Plessis. Born on 10 May 1945 as Jacobus Johannes du Plessis, Koos started writing songs during his tertiary studies. Some of his best known and loved songs are “Kinders van die wind” (“Children of the wind”) and “Sprokie vir ’n stadskind” (translated as “The neon rainbow” by Koos himself). He also wrote one of my favourite Christmas songs, “Somerkersfees” (“Summer Christmas”)  This week, however, I bring you “Gebed” (“Prayer”) – one of my favourite songs. The English translation[1] can be found below the Afrikaans lyrics, as well as a recording of the song.

Koos du Plessis (1945-1984)


Gebed
Laat my nooit die grond verlaat nie.
Laat my in U skadu bly.
Gee dat elke aardse vreugde en vrees,
eindelik nietig word vir my.
Elke afdraai paadjie ken ek.
Elke keer het ek verdwaal.
Elke keer het u my iewers kom haal.
Maak dit Heer, die laaste maal.
Elke dag is ’n gedagte.
Elke kamer net gehuur.
Elke aardse droom van rykdom en roem,
net ’n skadu teen die muur.
Wat ek is, is net genade.
Wat ek het, is net geleen.
Eindelik smag ek na U waters van rus.
Lei my, Heer, vanaand daarheen.

Prayer
Let me never leave the ground.
Let me stay in Your shadow.
Grant that every earthly joy and fear
at last become insignificant to me.
All the branching paths I know.
Every time I lost my way.
Every time You came to collect me somewhere.
Make it, Lord, the last time.
Every day is a thought.
Every room only let.
Every earthly dream of wealth and fame
but a shadow on the wall.
What I am is only mercy.
What I have is only borrowed.
At last I yearn for Your waters of rest.
Lead me, Lord, there tonight.




[1] This translation was done by me. 

Friday, May 27, 2011

The Plan and Ageless Words Part 1

The Plan
After some late night deliberation (probably caused by too much coffee), I’ve decided to put more structure in my blog and blog posts. As those who regularly read the blog will know, I work full-time, study part-time and try my best to get as much writing done as possible. I have decided to close my other blog, Ramblings of a Lone Bibliophile and rather put all the posts on Hersenskim, as both have to do with books and writing.
The posts will now follow the following pattern:
·         Monday:  Fiction Mondays – Bits and pieces of my own fiction
·         Tuesday: Bibliophile Ramblings – Books, reading and the life of nerds
·         Wednesday:  Worldbuilding Wednesday – Well, this one speaks for itself
·         Thursday:  Interesting Reads – Interesting articles or websites I’ve found and read
·         Friday:  Ageless Words – Not my own words – though I’d mostly wish it is…

Ageless Words, Part 1:
 The idea of the "Ageless Words" on Fridays, is to post bits and pieces of old literature (mostly Medieval or earlier), that I come across in my studies or research, which I find beautiful or intriguing. Each Friday a short piece, with an accompanying translation will be posted along with the website or book where it was found.

This week’s Ageless Words: The Wessobrunner Gebet or Wessobrunn Prayer
The Wessobrunner Prayer is a prayer that was written c790 in Old High German. (The English translation my be found below the original.) Note the use of alliterative verse before the prose prayer. The beginning reminds me of Gylfaginning and Völuspá and illustrates wonderfully how Germanic poetry was adapted as Christianity spread.

Dat gafregin ih mit firahim firiuuizzo meista
Dat ero ni uuas noh ufhimil
noh paum noh pereg ni uuas
ni [...] nohheinig noh sunna ni scein
noh mano ni liuhta noh der mareo seo
Do dar niuuiht ni uuas enteo ni uuenteo
enti do uuas der eino almahtico cot
manno miltisto enti dar uuarun auh manake mit inan
cootlihhe geista enti cot heilac [...]
Cot almahtico, du himil enti erda gauuorahtos enti du mannun so manac coot forgapi forgip mir in dina ganada rehta galaupa enti cotan uuilleon uuistom enti spahida enti craft tiuflun za uuidarstantanne enti arc za piuuisanne enti dinan uuilleon za gauurchanne

This I learnt among mortal men as the greatest wonder
That there was neither the earth nor the heaven above
Nor was there any tree nor mountain
Neither any [star] at all, nor did the sun shine
Nor the moon gleam, nor [was there] the glorious sea.
When there was nothing, no ending and no limits,
There was the One Almighty God
Of all beings the greatest in grace, and many with him,
Good spirits, and God [is] holy.
Almighty God, Who created heaven and earth and gave so much good to men, in Your grace give me right belief and good will, wisdom, wit and strength to resist devils and turn from evil and do Your will.
The manuscript of the Wessobrunn Prayer


May everyone have a wonderful weekend.