The Prayer of Mauchan
I wish, O Son of the Living God, O ancient, eternal king,
For a little hidden hut in the wilderness that it may be my dwelling.
An all-grey little lake to be by its side
A clear pool to wash away sins through the grace of the Holy Spirit.
Quite near, a beautiful wood around it on every side
To nurse many-voiced birds, hiding in its shelter.
A southern aspect for warmth, a little brook across its floor
A choice land with many gracious gifts such as to be good for every plant.
This is the husbandry I would take, I would choose and will not hide it
Fragrant leeks, 8 hens, speckled salmon, trout, bees
Raiment and food enough for me from the King of Fair Fame
And I to be sitting for a while, praising God in every place.
from the Gaelic - early monastic circa 7th century
I wish, O Son of the Living God, O ancient, eternal king,
For a little hidden hut in the wilderness that it may be my dwelling.
An all-grey little lake to be by its side
A clear pool to wash away sins through the grace of the Holy Spirit.
Quite near, a beautiful wood around it on every side
To nurse many-voiced birds, hiding in its shelter.
A southern aspect for warmth, a little brook across its floor
A choice land with many gracious gifts such as to be good for every plant.
This is the husbandry I would take, I would choose and will not hide it
Fragrant leeks, 8 hens, speckled salmon, trout, bees
Raiment and food enough for me from the King of Fair Fame
And I to be sitting for a while, praising God in every place.
from the Gaelic - early monastic circa 7th century
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