A Celtic Psaltery

By David Adam

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I offer Thee Every cloud that ever swept O'er the skies and broke and wept In rain, and with the flowerlets slept. My King. Each communicant praying Every angel staying Before Thy throne to sing. Adoramus Te!

This extract from the ancient Irish prayer, Glorificamus Te, beautifully captures both the Celtic people's devotion to the psalter and their desire to express their love for God in every situation.

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