Text: Ancient Irish; tr. Mary Byrne, 1927; versified by Eleanor Hull, 1927

1 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.

2 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.

3 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.

4 High King of heaven, my victory won,

May I reach Heav’n’s joys, O bright Heaven’s Sun!

Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,

still be my Vision, O Ruler of all.