Brighid nighean Dùghaill Duinn                                                 
‘Ic Aoidh ‘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 b 
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. 
a. Carmina Gadelica, Volume III, by Alexander Carmichael 
b. 0 Conn is also the progenitor of Clan Donald, one of the clan sept names is MacBride