800 Years

All praise be yours, my Lord, through all that you have made,
And first my lord Brother Sun,
Who brings the day; and light you give to us through him.
How beautiful is he, how radiant in all his splendor!
Of you, Most High, he bears the likeness.

All praise be yours, my Lord, through those who grant pardon
For love of you; through those who endure Sickness and trial.

Happy those who endure in peace,
By you, Most High, they will be crowned.

Praise and bless my Lord, and give him thanks,
And serve him with great humility.

You are holy, Lord, the only God, and your deeds are wonderful.
You are strong.
You are great.
You are the Most High,
You are almighty.