On going to sleep, think that it is the sleep of Death and that you may
be summoned to the Day of the Mountain of Judgment and say:
I lay me down with God;
May He rest here also,
His Guardian arms around my head,
Christ's Cross my limbs below.
Where wouldst, thou lay thee down?
'Twixt Mary and her Son--
Brigit and her bright mantle,
Colomb and his shield handle,
God and His strong Right Hand.
At morn where wouldst thou rise?
With Patrick to the skies.