Charm of the Lasting Life I

I place the charm on thy body,
And on thy prosperity,
The charm of the God of life
For thy protection.

The charm that Bride of the kine
Put round the fair neck of Dornghil,
The charm that Mary put about her Son,
Between sole and throat,
Between pap and knee.
Between back and breast,
Between chest and sole,
Between eye and hair.

The glave of Michael on thy side.
The shield of Michael on thy shoulder.
There is not between heaven and earth
That can overcome the King of grace.

No spear shall rive thee,
No sea shall drown thee.
No woman shall wile thee.
No man shall wound thee.

The mantle of Christ Himself about thee,
The shadow of Christ Himself above thee,
From the crown of thy head
To the soles of thy feet.
The charm of God is on thee now.
Thou shalt never know disgrace.
Thou shalt go forth in name of thy King,
Thou shalt come in in name of thy Chief,
To the God of life thou now belongest wholly.
And to all the Powers together.
I place this charm early on Monday,
In passage hard, brambly, thorny.
Go thou out and the charm about thy body.
And be not the least fear upon thee.
Thou shalt ascend the crest of the hill
Protected thou shalt be behind thee,
Thou art the calm swan in battle,
Preserved thou shalt be amidst the slaughter,
Stand thou canst against five hundred.
And thine oppressors shall be seized.

The charm of God about thee !
The arm of God above thee !