The world's 'holy day' and St. Patrick's prayer

People that know me know what I think about "holidays." In today's post-modern world they are void of meaning and quite vain. Give me a glass of eggnog and have someone so much as burp something that sounds like Santa...and I'll start in on it. Jaded? No. Troubled? Yes.

But wait! St. Patrick, of St. Patrick’s Day fame, reminded me that the world can have it's debauchery in the name of St. Patty, but the man's testimony stands defiant in the face of the world's "holy days."
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I bind myself today to the strong Name of the Trinity,
By invocation of the same, the Three-in-One, and One-in-Three.

I bind this day to me forever,
by the power of faith, Christ's Incarnation;
His baptism in the river Jordan;
His death on the Cross for my salvation;
His bursting forth from the spiced tomb;
His riding up the heavenly way;
His coming at the day of doom.

I bind myself unto the power of the great love of the Cherubim;
The sweet, "Well done," in judgment hour;
The service of the Seraphim;
Confessor's faith, Apostle's word;
The Patriarch's prayers, the
Prophet's scrolls;

All good deeds done unto the Lord.
I bind myself today to the virtues of the starlit heaven;
The glorious sun's life-giving ray;
The whiteness of the moon at even;
The flashing of the lightening free;
The whirling wind's tempestuous shocks;

I bind myself today to the power of God to hold and lead;
His eye to watch; His might to stay.
The wisdom of my God to teach;
His hand to guide; His shield to ward;
The Word of God to give me speech;
His heavenly host to be my guard,
against the demon snares of sin;
The natural lusts that war within;
The hostile men that mar my course:
Few or many, far or nigh;
In every place and in all hours;
Against their fierce hostility.

I bind to me these Holy powers against all Satan's
spells and wiles; against false words of heresy:
Against the knowledge that defiles:
Against the heart's idolatry;
Against the wizard's evil craft;
Against the death-wound and the burning;
The choking wave and the poisoned shaft;
Protect me, Christ, 'til thy returning.

Christ be with me, Christ within me;
Christ beside me, Christ before me,
Christ behind me, Christ to win me,
Christ beneath me, Christ above me;
Christ in quiet, Christ in danger;
Christ in hearts of all that love me;
Christ in the mouth of friend and stranger.

I bind unto myself the strong name of the Trinity;
By invocation of the same, The Three-in-one, and One-in-Three;
Of whom all nature hath creation. Eternal Father, Word and Spirit.

Praise to the
Lord of my salvation.
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Indeed. I think I 'm begining to enjoy this holiday.