Mîri En Tel Gillaeri

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((This thread will be cohabitating with my prayerbook project, elsewhere, so as to let me cut down on the direct psalmtext in that project and make it cleaner, with a clearer sense for the judge of where the "narrative action," such as it is, can be found.))


Jewels of the Star Songs
An Elvish Psalter

Table of Contents

Laeri Selana (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?22560-M%EEri-En-Tel-Gillaeri&p=181434#post181434)
Psalms 1-49

Laeri Cuaryë
Psalms 50-98

Laeri Megillion
Psalms 99-147

Laeri Aurient
Psalms 148-196

Laeri Arddunwë
Psalms 197-245

Laeri Galatirion
Psalms 246-294

Laeri Earlon
Psalms 295-343

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Psalm 1
A Psalm of the Monks of the Peaks

You stir again, You do not forget,
-Your heart it burns for us,
-Your smile it rests on us.
How can my heart forget you,
-You who kindled it,
-You who made it beat with joy?
If I forget you, may my tongue be dumb,
If my soul forgets you, may it be blotted out.

You shine through the night,
You remember me through uncounted years.

May the halls of council convict me
May the music of stars renew me
May the light of your promise remind me,
and I remember again the notes of heaven.

You are the beacon, the lamp-post
-Through years without number, you remember me.

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A Psalm of Lomaniel

I weep with the world, my heart,
I sigh as she cries,
the cold earth groans, labor buried,
frozen under the weight of judgment.
How long? How long?
How long shall we fight bitter war,
how long shall we be encased by ice?
We call to the Young-Star,
we beg, I plead her name,
out of tears she stirs.

She has looked on me, she has shown me favor.
So swiftly come, swiftly come,

be swift in your grace to me.

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A Psalm of Coronir

Which way shall I look,
O Queen of the Greatest Gift,
and which direction turn my eyes?
Enemies beset me, on all sides
to the north the frozen sea,
the south is all red pine,
to the east I cannot return,
and the west is scarlet war.

Where is the hope of Anebrilith?
What is the hope of the city?

But blessed are those who remember you,
Queen of the Young, for Your deliverance is at hand
Turn us again to your ways,
make us to sing your words,
rekindle winter hearts with fresh embers.

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A Psalm of Atanamir

-In the depths of winter
You warm me, my heart
-When my spirit is spent
-by the bites of immanence,
You cheer me, O heart.
-Though the hill lies with fog
-Though the woods bear the snow
-Though the fields know no fruit
-Though the sky brings no rain,
Still you pierce the cloud,
a beam of sun on greyest days.
O! Selana, whose beauty stirs
-the world again to youth,
Young-Star, who prays that we might sing,
-ennoble my tongue again!

As wind stirs once more the forest,
enrich again my thoughts of you.