In honor of St. Francis' feast day, here is his Canticle of All Creatures:
Most High, all-powerful, all-good Lord, all praise is Yours, all glory, all honor and all blessings. To You alone, Most High, do they belong, and no mortal lips are worthy to pronounce Your Name.
Praised be You, my Lord with all Your creatures, especially Sir Brother Sun, who is the day through whom You give us light. And he is beautiful and radiant with great splendor, of You Most High, he bears this likeness.
Praised be You, my Lord, through Sister Moon and stars, in the heavens You have made them bright, precious and fair.
Praised be You, my Lord, through Brothers Wind and Air, and fair and stormy, all weather's moods, by which You cherish all that You have made.
Praised be You, my Lord, through Brother Fire, through whom You light the night and he is beauitful and playful and robust and strong.
Praised be You, my Lord, through our Sister, Mother Earth who sustains and governs us, producing varied fruits with colored flowers and herbs.
Praised be You, my Lord, through those who grant pardon for love of You and bear sickness and trial. Blessed are those who endure in peace, By You Most High, they will be crowned.
Praised be You, my Lord, through Sister Death, from whom no one living can escape. Woe to those who die in mortal sin! Blessed are they She finds doing Your will. No second death can do them harm.
Praise and bless my Lord and give Him thanks, and serve Him with great humility.
Most High, all-powerful, all-good Lord, all praise is Yours, all glory, all honor and all blessings. To You alone, Most High, do they belong, and no mortal lips are worthy to pronounce Your Name.
Praised be You, my Lord with all Your creatures, especially Sir Brother Sun, who is the day through whom You give us light. And he is beautiful and radiant with great splendor, of You Most High, he bears this likeness.
Praised be You, my Lord, through Sister Moon and stars, in the heavens You have made them bright, precious and fair.
Praised be You, my Lord, through Brothers Wind and Air, and fair and stormy, all weather's moods, by which You cherish all that You have made.
Praised be You, my Lord, through Brother Fire, through whom You light the night and he is beauitful and playful and robust and strong.
Praised be You, my Lord, through our Sister, Mother Earth who sustains and governs us, producing varied fruits with colored flowers and herbs.
Praised be You, my Lord, through those who grant pardon for love of You and bear sickness and trial. Blessed are those who endure in peace, By You Most High, they will be crowned.
Praised be You, my Lord, through Sister Death, from whom no one living can escape. Woe to those who die in mortal sin! Blessed are they She finds doing Your will. No second death can do them harm.
Praise and bless my Lord and give Him thanks, and serve Him with great humility.
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