Death and Glorification As St. Francis was lying on his deathbed, his brothers were gathered around, praying and singing, begging the Lord for a merciful death for him. A few moments before he died, St. Francis surrendered his soul with the following: "I cry to Thee, O Lord, Thou art my hope, my portion in the land of the living."(Psalm 141) Shortly thereafter, St. Francis joined the eternal Kingdom with a quiet sighing of the birds around the monastery as if to utter a last joyful farewell. Meditation: Prior to his death his brother sang the Canticle of Brother Sun which St. Francis wrote shortly after receiving the stigmata.

The Canticle of Brother Son

Most high, omnipotent, good Lord
To you alone belong the praise and glory
Honor and blessing.
No man is worthy to breathe your name.
Be praised, my Lord, for all your creatures.
In the first lace for the blessed Brother Sun,
Who gives us the day and enlightens us through you.
He is beautiful and radiant with his great splendor,
Giving witness of you, most omnipotent One.
Be praised, my Lord, for Sister Moon and the stars
Formed by you so bright, precious and beautiful.
Be praised, My Lord, for Brother Wind,
And the airy skies, so cloudy and serene;
For every weather, be praised, for it is life-giving.
Be praised, My Lord, for Sister Water,
So necessary yet so humble, precious and chaste.
Be praised, My Lord, for Brother Fire,
Who lights up the night,
He is beautiful, carefree, robust and fierce.
Be praised, my Lord, for our sister, Mother Earth,
Who nourishes and watches us
While bringing forth abundant fruits with colored flowers and herbs.
Praise and bless the Lord.
Render him thanks.
Serve him with great humility. Amen.