At sunrise over Kildare’s fields

1
At sunrise over Kildare’s fields,
Where Brigid’s flame begins the day,
Saint Vincent, servant of the poor,
Guide us to walk Christ’s morning way.

2
You bore God’s mercy to the weak,
A deacon steadfast, calm, and true;
Like oaks that greet the breaking light,
May we stand firm and faithful too.

3
From Saragossa’s rugged paths
Your martyr‑courage shone so clear;
Now Ireland’s plains receive your light
And bid our hearts rise free from fear.

4
As Dunamaise in golden dawn
Lifts earth and sky in quiet praise,
So lift our spirits, Lord of life,
To serve with joy through all our days.

5
O Christ, who crowned his faithful hope,
Awake our souls with holy fire;
That we may greet the coming day
And praise the Three whom we desire.

Celtic Doxology
All praise to Father, Spirit, Son—
The Three who kindle life and light;
The dance of love that shapes the dawn
Be ever blessed in morning bright.

Hymn information:

First line: At sunrise over Kildare’s fields
Text: Michael McFarland Campbell
Metre: Long Metre
Tune:
Theme: St Vincent of Saragossa, Deacon

Copyright

© Michael McFarland Campbell. 2026. 
Permission granted for local church or parish use with attribution. Not for commercial reproduction.

Written recently and shared here as part of the NeuroDivine hymn collection.

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