Thanks be to you, O God,
That I have risen this day
To the rising of this life itself.
May it be a day of blessing
O God of every gift,
A day of new beginnings given.
Help me to avoid every sin
And the source of every sin to forsake
As the mist scatters
From the crest of the hills
May each ill haze clear
From my soul, O God.
— J. Philip Newell (1953- ), from Celtic Prayers from Iona, 1997
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