I wrote some psalms or hymns to the Light that were inspired by real life material. Most of them pertain to Draenei RP but if people like them I’ll post some more flexible ones in the future.
Feel free to use any of these in your RP. Even though I roleplay that Bessarion is the author of these you don’t have to quote him and/or say that it was him, since I imagine that materials like these could easily be widespread in Draenei/Army of the Light circles.
Hymn to the Holy Leader
To thee, the Holiest of Mothers
O beloved Xe’ra
We thy servants pray
Rescued By suffering
Blessed with spirits of might
We have been freed from death
So that we may cry to thee
Rejoice, dearest Mother of LightRejoice, you whom joy shines forth
You whom curses vanish
Sun of our minds
Rejoice, thee, the Light’s Hammer
Star bringing forth eternal sunshine
Spring of all things holy
Rejoice, for it is by thy virtue we liveRejoice, o perpetrator of divine will
Pinnacle of our path
Ladder that leads to the heavens
Rejoice, banisher of demons
Keeper of the Light’s secrets
Enlightener of the faithful
Rejoice, for thee supersede the wiseRejoice, speaker of the Holy Word
Endless treasury of life
Unshakeable power of the Light
Rejoice, thee who enemies cast down
Purificator of flesh
Impregnable wall of the Vindicaar
Rejoice, salvation of our soulsTo thee, the Holiest of Mothers
O beloved Xe’ra
We thy servants pray
Rescued By suffering
Blessed with spirits of might
We have been freed from death
So that we may cry to thee
Rejoice, dearest Mother of Light
The Divine Beauty
O sweetest of Springs
Chariot that brings the dawn
Where does thy beauty fade?
O blessing of the Naaru
Holy architect of life
How may I share thy passion?
O brightest summer sun
Banisher of all sin
How can I take away thy pain?
Lament for Argus (The Demons Are Come)
Blessed Light, the demons are come
They have broken thine inheritance
They have defiled thy temples
They have ruined thy kingdomThe demons are come
They have given our flesh to the carrions
And our bones to the earth
They have spilt our bloodThey have spilt our blood as water
Crimson rivers drown our homes
Littered with the fallen
For none was left to bury themHow long, blessed Light?
How long does thy wrath last?
Shall thy zeal burn us like fire?The demons are come
Gift us thy wrath
To vanquish those that opposed thee
And break the legions that kill thy servantsOur hearts bleed
Our voices quiver
Our children weep
Tears water the earthHoly Light, the demons are come
Bless our blades
Strengthen our grips
Guide our hands
So that our sacrifice may be rendered eternal
The Meaning of Virtue (Lament for Draenor)
There was One, countless centuries ago
One still bright in the darkest night
That blessed mortal hands
Drawing paths in the earth
With roads of gold and shadow
For evil dwells in all placesThey came
With crimson eyes
From jungles, fields and tundras
Dividing our flesh
Quarreling over our bare hearts
“Theirs is the smoke of sacrifice,
Ours is the smoke of glory”Praised be the Holy Light
The first rock-carved prayer
The vigor of those who roam the stars
The flowers that blossom
When the sun hides