Let me bless almighty God,
whose power extends over sea and land,
whose angels watch over all.

Let me study sacred books to calm my soul:
I pray for peace,
kneeling at heaven's gates.

Let me do my daily work,
gathering seaweed, catching fish,
giving food to the poor.

Let me say my daily prayers,
sometimes chanting, sometimes quiet,
always thanking God.

Delightful it is to live
on a peaceful isle, in a quiet cell,
serving the King of kings.

The Prayer of St. Columba

In Iona of my heart,
Iona of my love,
Instead of monks' voices
shall be the lowing of cows;
But ere the world shall
come to an end,
Iona shall be as it was.