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178 URNAmHEAN AN
anns a clieart thrioblaid a leag tliu orm,
tlia thus, a Thighearn, a fìachainn trocaire.
O mo Dhia, na caomhain mi san t-saogh-
alsa, ach bi caomh rium san t-siorrachd.
Is lionar iad a tha fulang ann an ifrinn
air-son peacannan nas lagha na rinn mise,
is neonach na tha mi fulang an coimeas
riusan ; sann domh is dan a bhith gearan.
A Thighearna, rinn thusa iobairt dhiot
fhein air mo shonsa, agus tha mise gam.
thairgse fhein an drasda mar iobairt
dhutsa. Ma dh' fhuilig an Tì neochiont-
ach air-son ar peacannan dè dh' eirgheas
don chiontach. Hoi so b'i mo thoil fein
a bha mi leantuinn, ach bithidh mi air mo
stiuradh le toil an Tighearna a so suas.
Dè an criostaidh mise ma dhiultas mi mo
Cheannard a leanailt ì Ghiulain thus,
Thighearna, do chrois, agus nach fheudar
dhomhsa mo chrois a ghiùlan mar ani
ciadna. Cha mhise do sheirbhiseach ma
chuireas mi an aghaidh do thoil, no ciamar
a their mi mo Thighearna riut mur bi mi
umhailte dhut ì Sann led ordugh a thainig
so orm, a Thighearn, beannaichte gun robh
t'ainm. Seall orm, a Thighearna, le truas,
thoir furtach dhomh 's mi anteinn, Gheall
thu cobhair dhaibhsan a ghlaodhadh orf " '
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