The Canticle of the Sun

O most high, almighty, good Lord God
To thee belong praise, glory, honor, and all blessing!
To thee alone, Most High, do they belong
And no mortal lips are worthy to pronounce thy Name

Praised be my Lord God with all his creatures
And specially our brother the sun
Who brings us the day and who brings us the light;
Fair is he and shines with a very great splendor:
O Lord, he signifies to us thee!

Praised be my Lord for our sister the moon, and for the stars
The which he has set clear and lovely in heaven

Praised be my Lord for our brother the wind
And for air and cloud, calms and all weather
By the which thou upholdest life in all creatures

Praised be my Lord for our sister water
Who is very serviceable unto us and humble and precious and clean

Praised be my Lord for our brother fire
Through whom thou givest us light in the darkness;
And he is bright and pleasant and very mighty and strong

Praised be my Lord for our mother the earth
The which doth sustain us and keep us
And bringeth forth divers fruits and flowers of many colors, and grass

Praised be my Lord for all those who pardon one another for his love's sake
And who endure weakness and tribulation;
Blessed are they who peaceably shall endure
For thou, O most Highest, shalt give them a crown

Praised be my Lord for our sister, the death of the body
From which no man escapeth
Woe to him who dieth in mortal sin!
Blessed are they who are found walking by thy most holy will
For the second death shall have no power to do them harm

Praise ye and bless the Lord, and give thanks unto him
And serve him with great humility