Other than a few silly parodies, this was my first song (actually co-written with St. Fransis of Assisi: his first draft is here.

Canticle of the Sun

Lyrics and music © 1998 Marion Parsons

Through sun my brother, praised be you my Lord
He is our day and our hope through the night
In splendour, radiance, beauty, and majesty
Portrays to us the one in whom is all light.

Through moon my sister, praised be you my Lord
Until the morning may she her vigil keep
Through stars my sisters, bright, fair, and ancient
The children of the one in whom is all sleep.



Bridge:
To the most high Lord, the all-powerful, the good one
Belongs all the praise of the Earth and above
Hallelujah! No mortal lips can say
The name of the one in whom is all love.

Through wind my brother, praised be you my Lord
In calm, in storm, in nature's every face
Through air my brother, all things living
Are cherished by the one in whom is all grace.

Through water my sister, praised be you my Lord
Humble and useful in purity sweet
Through fire my brother, strong and playful
The good gift of the one in whom is all heat.

Through Earth my sister, praised be you my Lord
Our home and provider of fruit and seed and wood
Sustains and governs us, shelters and mothers us
Beloved of the one in whom is all good.


Bridge:

Through all my brothers who for the love of you
Forgive and endure though their sufferings increase
Through all my sisters whose mercy and humility
Are blessed by the one in whom is all peace.


Through all your creatures, praised be you my Lord
Through all things living, and through my sister death
Though none escape her, blessed are they she finds doing
The will of the one in whom is all breath.