O fire of the Spirit and Defender, the life of every life created: Holy are you—giving life to every form. Holy are you—anointing the critically broken. Holy are you—cleansing the festering wounds. O breath of holiness, O fire of love, O taste so sweet within the breast, that floods the heart with virtues’ fragrant good. O clearest fountain, in which is seen the mirrored work of God: to gather the estranged and seek again the lost. O living armor, hope that binds the every limb, O belt of honor: save the blessed. Guard those enchained in evil’s prison, and loose the bonds of those whose saving freedom is the forceful will of God. O mighty course that runs within and through the all—up in the heights, upon the earth, and in the every depth— you bind and gather all together. From you the clouds flow forth, the wind takes flight, the stones their moisture hold, the waters rivers spring, and earth viridity exudes. You are the teacher of the truly learned, whose joy you grant through Wisdom’s inspiration. And so may you be praised, who are the sound of praise, the joy of life, the hope and potent honor, and the giver of the gifts of light.

Hildegard von Bingen

Song of the Day 

Sung by Heinali & Andriana-Yaroslava Saienko