"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.
High King of Heaven, my victory won,
May I reach Heaven’s joys, O bright Heaven’s Sun!
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be my Vision, O Ruler of all.

Words: At­trib­ut­ed to Dal­lan For­gaill, 8th Cen­tu­ry (Rob tu mo bhoile, a Com­di cri­de); translated from ancient Irish to Eng­lish by Ma­ry E. Byrne, in “Eriú,” Journal of the School of Ir­ish Learn­ing, 1905, and versed by El­ea­nor H. Hull, 1912, alt. 

Music: Slane, of Ir­ish folk origin (MI­DIscore). Slane Hill is about ten miles from Ta­ra in Coun­ty Meath. It was on Slane Hill around 433 AD that St. Pat­rick de­fied a roy­al edict by light­ing can­dles on East­er Eve. High King Lo­gaire of Ta­ra had de­creed that no one could light a fire be­fore Lo­gaire be­gan the pa­gan spring fes­ti­val by light­ing a fire on Ta­ra Hill. Lo­gaire was so im­pressed by Pat­rick’s de­vo­tion that, despite his defiance (or perhaps because of it­), he let him continue his missionary work. The rest is history.


Every time I hear this version of the hymn "Be Thou My Vision", I get teary-eyed.  What a powerful statement: "Be Thou my vision"
Here is the youtube link for the song sung by 4Him  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aurILJtBA4U 

I really like this one because of the music...
as I typed the last of that sentence out, the Lord brought this thought: am I moved by the words or the music in this beloved hymn?  Does the music move me to tears or is it the spiritually convicting words of an old, wise one past and gone?

Just a thought that made me think.

In His Ever Loving Hands,
Sarah

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