18 March 2025

St. Patrick’s Breastplate.

Yesterday was St. Patrick’s Day, so I posted his Confession. The other thing he’s known for writing—and okay, he may not have written it at all, but it’s had his name on it for centuries—is called St. Patrick’s Breastplate. It’s sometimes called his Lorica; that’s just Latin for breastplate.

It’s not a literal breastplate. It’s a hymn, which tends to be recited as a rote prayer. Sometimes people set it to music though. It was written in Old Irish, and English translations vary. Here’s one of them.

I arise today through a mighty strength,
the invocation of the trinity,
through belief in the threeness,
through confession of the oneness
of the Creator of creation.
I arise today through the strength of Christ with his baptism,
through the strength of his crucifixion with his burial,
through the strength of his resurrection with his ascension,
through the strength of his descent for the judgment of doom.
I arise today through the strength of the love of cherubim
in obedience of angels,
in the service of the archangels,
in hope of resurrection to meet with reward,
in prayers of patriarchs,
in predictions of prophets,
in preaching of apostles,
in faiths of confessors,
in innocence of holy virgins,
in deeds of righteous men.
I arise today through the strength of heaven—
light of sun, brilliance of moon,
splendor of fire, speed of lightning,
swiftness of wind, depth of sea,
stability of earth, firmness of rock.
I arise today through God’s strength to pilot me—
God’s might to uphold me, God’s wisdom to guide me,
God’s eye to look before me, God’s ear to hear me,
God’s word to speak for me, God’s hand to guard me,
God’s way to lie before me, God’s shield to protect me,
God’s host to secure me:
against snares of demons,
against temptations of vices,
against inclinations of nature,
against everyone who shall wish me ill,
afar and anear, alone and in multitude.
I summon today all these powers between me and these evils—
against every cruel and merciless power
that may oppose my body and my soul,
against incantations of false prophets,
against black laws of heathenry,
against false laws of heretics,
against craft of idolatry,
against spells of witches and smiths and wizards,
against every knowledge that endangers man’s body and soul.
Christ to protect me today
against poison, against burning,
against drowning, against wounding,
so that there may come abundance of reward.
Christ with me.
Christ before me, Christ behind me.
Christ in me.
Christ beneath me, Christ above me.
Christ on my right, Christ on my left.
Christ in breadth, Christ in length, Christ in height.
Christ in the heart of every man who thinks of me.
Christ in the mouth of every man who speaks of me.
Christ in every eye that sees me.
Christ in every ear that hears me.
I arise today through a mighty strength,
the invocation of the trinity,
through belief in the threeness,
through confession of the oneness
of the Creator of creation.
Salvation is of the Lord. Salvation is of the Lord. Salvation is of Christ.
May your salvation, oh Lord, be ever with us.

Other translations swap “I bind unto myself” for “I arise today,” so maybe that’s the version you’ve heard before.

The short version.

There is of course a shorter version of the Breastplate which is basically the Christ-here-Christ-there-Christ-everywhere portion of it.

Christ with me.
Christ before me, Christ behind me.
Christ in me.
Christ beneath me, Christ above me.
Christ on my right, Christ on my left.
Christ in breadth, Christ in length, Christ in height.
Christ in the heart of every man who thinks of me.
Christ in the mouth of every man who speaks of me.
Christ in every eye that sees me.
Christ in every ear that hears me.

When I’ve taught on it before, sometimes kids will say, “How’s that a breastplate?” They’ve seen the diagrams of God’s armor, and they’re not all that sure how a poem, hymn, or prayer counts as a breastplate. So I gotta explain how Patrick (or whoever recites this prayer) is asking God to defend him from temptation and evil in every direction. And when God does this, it’s really better than a breastplate; it’s more like a force field. Although y’know, ancient Christians didn’t have science fiction, but they did have breastplates.

Popular belief is that Patrick wrote it somewhere between the years 389 and 461. No doubt he could have, if he wrote hymns; it’s just there’s more and more evidence he didn’t.

Christians are fond of reciting it whenever they feel they need a little extra divine protection. Like when they’re feeling particularly afraid; like when they’re going to scary foreign countries, or into a scary new job, or off to a scary new school. Fear’s the usual motivator for praying for hedges of protection and extra-thick armor of God. But lest we forget, the armor of God which Paul describes in Ephesians consists of stuff God’s already granted us, and stuff we oughta be doing already as we follow Jesus; we should already be armored up. And if you’re not, get there!