May Gabriel be with me on Sundays, and the power of the King of heaven.
May Gabriel be with me always that evil may not come to me nor injury.
Michael on Monday I speak of, my mind is set on him,
Not with anyone do I compare him but with Jesus, Mary's son.
If it be Tuesday, Raphael I mention, until the end comes, for my help,
One of the seven whom I beseech, as long as I am on the field of the world.
May Uriel be with me on Wednesdays, the abbot with high nobility,
Against wound and against danger, agains the sea of rough wind.
Sariel on Thursday I speak of, against the swift waves of the sea,
Against every evil that comes to us, against every disease that seizes us.
On the day of the second fast, Rumiel -- a clear blessing -- I have loved,
I say only the truth, good the friend I have taken.
May Panchel be with me on Saturdays, as long as I am in this yellow-colored world.
May sweet Mary, with her friend, deliver me from strangers.
May the Trinity protect me!
May the Trinity defend me! May the Trinity save me from every hurt, from every danger.
Pictured, the fresco of Mary amidst the Seven Archangels, Basilica of St. Mary of the Angels and the Martyrs, Rome.
[Today is the Feast of Saints Michael, Gabriel, and Raphael. There are numerous variations in the oft-cited list of the names of the four other archangels. The seven are highlighted in this article in Wikipedia. The personifications of the archangels is among the most mystical aspects of the Christian faith for me, highlighting both poles of the universe -- between darkness and light, good and evil, heaven and hell.]