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AIMSIRE
AM BEANNACHD BEALLTAIN [74]
MHOIRE, a nihathair nan naonih,
Beannaich an t-al 's an crodh-laoigh ;
Na leig fuath no foirne, 'n ar gaoith,
Fuadaich oirnne doigh nan daoi.
Cum do sliuil gach Luan is Mart,
Air crodh-laoigh 's air aighean dair :
lomachair leinn o bheinn gu sal,
Tionail fein an treud ''s an t-al.
Gach Ciadaon agus Daorn bi leo,
Biodh do lamh chaon a chaoidh ''n an coir :
Cuallaich buar d'ani buabhal bho,
Cuallaich cuanal d'an cual chro.
Gach Aona bi-sa, a Naoinih, 'n an ceann,
Treoraich caoraich a aodann bheann,
Le 'n al beag ba as an deigh,
Cuartaich 'ad le cuartachd Dhe.
Gach Sathurna bith leo mar chach,
Tabhair gobhair a steach le 'n al,
Gach meann is maos gu taobh sal,
Is Lioc a h-Eigir gu h-ard,
Le biolair uaine shuas m'a barr.
Treoir na Trianailt d' ar dian 's gach cas,
Treoir Chriosda le shith 's le Phais,
Treoir an Spioraid, Ligh na slaint,
Is Athar priseil. Righ nan gras.

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