Thou King of the moon and of the sun,
Of the stars thou lov'd and fragrant King
thou thyself knowest our needs each one,
O merciful God of everything.
Each day that our moving steps we take,
Each hour of awakening, when we know
The dark distress and sorrow we make
To the King of hosts who loved us so.
Be with us through the time of each day,
Be with us through the time of each night,
Be with us ever each night and day,
Be with us ever each day and night.
from Rev. G.R.D McLean's Poems of the Western Highlands,
translated from the Gaelic
photo: Culzean Castle, Ayrshire, Scotland