Almighty and omnipotent good Lord,
Yours are the praises,
glory and honor and all blessing.

To you alone, Most High, do they belong
and no man is worthy of naming you.

Praised be my Lord,
in all your creatures,
especially Sir Brother Sun,
by whom you give us the day and illuminate us.

And he is beautiful and radiant with great splendor,
you, Most High, he bears.

Praised be my Lord,
through Sister Moon and the stars,
in heaven clear and precious and beautiful.

Be praised, my Lord, through Brother Wind
and air and cloud and serene sky and all time,
by all your creatures you give sustenance.

Be praised, my Lord, through Brother Fire,
by which you light the night,
and he is beautiful and playful and robust and strong.

Praised be my Lord,
through our Sister Mother Earth,
which sustains us and governs
and produces various fruits with colored flowers and herbs.

Praised be my Lord,
for those who forgive for your love,
disease and suffering and tribulation;
Blessed are those who suffer them in peace,

because of you, Most High, they will be crowned.
Praised be my Lord,
for our sister bodily death,
from whom no one living can escape.

Woe to those who die
in mortal sin.

Blessed are those who find
in your holy will
The second death can not harm them.

Praise and bless my Lord
and give thanks and serve him with great humility.

Explanation:

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This beautiful prayer of St. Francis of Assisi is known by various names: Canticle of the Creatures, Praise Hymn of the Creatures and Sister Death. It was written in romance Umbrian (holy land) and is considered the first poem in Italian. It is celebrated as "the most beautiful piece of religious poetry after the Gospels" and "the most complete and lyrical soul and spirituality of Francisco expression." The date of its composition is the fall of 1225, possibly in San Damiano. The verse on forgiveness wrote it during a dispute between the Mayor of Assisi, the first authority in the city, and Bishop, reconciling them. And the last, on sister death, wrote in October 1226.

The physical circumstances in which the little boy was causing obviate the comments and conclusions: bled by the stigmata, almost blind, sick liver, malnourished and feverish. On the contrary, his inner life was in better health. God had wanted men to remember the passion of her Son through the body of the little one and only from the cross as the joy of Easter prelude, when singing the "Hallelujah". None better than Francisco.

He sang for everyone, for you and me; by men and the stars; by creatures and plants; all this nature that Christ reconciled and pacified his cross. Francisco played the silent song that taxed all creation to God, and the silent melody that sings God in creation. And he did that was in last place, and so he could be first. Because it was the lowliest of servants, and this allowed him to understand how anyone greatness of his Lord.