Song | Incantation |
Artist | Loreena McKennitt |
Album | An Ancient Muse |
O brother, | |
Wisdom is pouring into you | |
From the beloved saint of | |
God.You've only borrowed it. | |
Although the house of your heart | |
Is lit from the inside. | |
That light s lent by a luminous neighbour | |
Give thanks; don't be arrogant or vain | |
Pay attention to self-importance. | |
It's sad that this borrowed state | |
Has put religious communities | |
Far from religious communion. |