A series of Celtic Prayers

Circle my heart, Loving Jesus.
Keep anger out, keep compassion in.
Keep judgment out, keep tolerance in.
Keep worry out, keep peace within.
Keep impatience out, keep patience in.
Keep self-hatred out, keep Your love for me within.

(A Celtic Prayer)

Circle my home with peace, God.
May each person and animal,
Each conversation,
Each meal,
Each household chore,
Each coming in and going out,
Each lying down to rest,
And each new morning,
Be safe within Your circle.
Prince of Peace, encompass us.

(Another old Celtic prayer)

The Loves of Taliesin

Beautiful it is that God shall save me.
Beautiful too the bright fish in the lake,
Beautiful too the sun in the sky,
The beauty of an eagle on the shore when the tide is full. . . .
Beautiful the covenant of the Creator with Earth,
The beauty in the wilderness of doe and fawn,
The beauty of wild leeks and the berries of harvest,
The beauty of the heather when it turns purple,
Beautiful the pastureland. . . .
The beauty of water shimmering,
The beauty of the world where the Trinity speaks,
But the loveliest of all is the Christ
Who lives in all beauty.

Taliesin was a legendary Welsh bard of the fifth century.

Be thou a bright flame before me,
Be thou a guiding star above me,
Be thou a smooth path below me,
Be thou a kindly shepherd behind me,
Today – tonight – and for ever

Columba.

In name of Father,
In name of Son,
In name of Spirit,
Three in One :

Father cherish me,
Son cherish me.
Spirit cherish me,
Three all-kindly.

God make me holy,
Christ make me holy.
Spirit make me holy.
Three all-holy.

Three aid my hope,
Three aid my love,
Three aid mine eye,
And my knee from stumbling,
My knee from stumbling.

Amen.

(An ancient Celtic prayer)

The Prayer of St. Columba

Be a bright flame before me, O God
a guiding star above me.
Be a smooth path below me,
a kindly shepherd behind me
today, tonight, and for ever.
Alone with none but you, my God
I journey on my way;
what need I fear when you are near,
O Lord of night and day?
More secure am I within your hand
than if a multitude did round me stand.
Amen.

A Celtic prayer:

To Christ the seed, to Christ the crop,
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,
Thy two arms here, O Christ, about us.

From death to end, not end but growth,
in blessed Paradise may we be.