At sunrise over Kildare’s fields 1At 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.2You 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.3From Saragossa’s rugged pathsYour martyr‑courage shone so… Continue reading