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I was looking around online and there are a whole slew of prayers to Bríd, mostly posted in Scottish Gaelic from what i saw. Here's a long one which obviously has pagan antecedents but has been Christianized:
Brighid nighean Dùghaill Duinn ‘ic Aoidh ‘ic Art ‘ic Cuinn ‘ic Criara ‘ic Caibre ‘ic Cais ‘ic Carmaic ‘ic Cartaich ‘ic Cuinn
Brighde nam brat, Brighde na brig, Brighde nan cleachd, Brighde na frìth.
Brighde nan gealachos, Brighde na bìth, Brighde nan gealaphos, Brighde na nì.
Brighde bean chomainn, Brighde na brig, Brighde bean chobhair, Brighde bean mhìn.
Brighde ciabh Moire, Brighde Moime Chrìosd, - Gach latha agus gach oidhche Nì mi Sloinntearachd na Brighd,
Cha mharbhar mi Cha ghuinear mi, Cha charachar mi, Cha ghonar mi, Cha spaltar mi, Cha spùillear mi, Cha saltrar mi, Cha rùisgear mi, Cha reubar mi, Cha mhó dh’fhàgas Crìosd an dearmad mi.
Cha loisg grian mi, Cha loisg teine mi, Cha loisg ial mi, Cha loisg gile mi.
Cha bhàth uisge mi, Cha bhàth sàla mi, Cha bhàth lighe mi, Cha bhàth burn mi.
Cha laigh bruaill-brì orm, Cha laigh suan-dubh orm, Cha laigh druaill-drì orm, Cha laigh luaths-luis orm.
Tha mi for chomraig Mo Naomh Moire; ‘S I mo chaombh chomainn Brighde.
Brigit daughter of Dugall the Brown Son of Aodh son of Art son of Conn Son of Criara son of Cairbre son of Cas Son of Cormac son of Cartach son of Conn
Brigit of the mantles, Brigit of the peat-heap, Brigit of the twining hair, Brigit of the augury.
Brigit of the white feet, Brigit of the calmness, Brigit of the white palms, Brigit of the kine.
Brigit, woman-comrade, Brigit of the peat-heap, Brigit, woman-helper, Brigit, woman mild.
Brigit, own tress of Mary, Brigit, Nurse of Christ, Each day and each night That I say the Descent of Brigit,
I shall not be slain, I shall not be wounded I shall not be put in cell, I shall not be gashed, I shall not be torn in sunder, I shall not be despoiled I shall not be down-trodden I shall not be made naked, I shall not be rent Nor will Christ Leave me forgotten
Nor sun shall burn me, Nor fire shall burn me, Nor beam shall burn me, Nor moon shall burn me.
Nor river shall drown me, Nor brine shall drown me, Nor flood shall drown me, Nor water shall drown me.
Nightmare shall not lie on me, Black sleep shall not lie on me Spell sleep shall not lie on me, “ Luaths-luis” shall not lie on me.
I am under the keeping Of my Saint Mary My companion, beloved Brigit.
_________________ I'm not a native (or entirely fluent) speaker, so be sure to wait for confirmations/corrections, especially for tattoos.
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