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180 URNAIGHEAK AN AM TINNEAS.
O mo Dhia, dè *s fhiach gach gealladh a
thug mi dhut, ma chuireas mi nad aghaidh
an uair a smachdaicheas tu mi ì Ma tha
mi toilltinn mo chronachadh, ò mo Dhia,
car-son a chuirinn nad aghaidh? Na
smachdaich mi, a Thighearna, nad f heirg,
us na cronaich mi nad dhiumb. Ged nach
eil mi ga thoilltinn, seall thus orm, a Dhia,
le truas agus le bàigh. Tha fios agad nach
eilunnamachneoni, cuidichmi led ghrasan
cumhachdach. Na treig mi nam dhiach-lin
ainn, ach dion mi fo sgàil do sgèithe, a pii
Dhia nam feart ; is creutair bochd truagh ea(
mi na bi ann am feirg rium. Cha n-eilpi
cobhair ri faotainn ach bhuats a mhain, is uili
tu mo thaic, m' f hasgadh, us mo dhidean.
Dhia na cuir suarach mo ghearan ach thoir
fasgadh dhomh fo sgàil do chumhachd.
Thoir bhuam mi-fhaighidin, ciosnaich mo
nadur coirbte. Olam gu deonach an cupan
a chuir thu nam laimh. Thoir dhomh mc
chrois a ghiùlan le faighidin, sann trc
mhoran anshocair theid sinn a stigh dc
riogh ach d f hlathanais ; ' s f heudar dhaibhp ^
san leds an àill a bhith an gloir maille rifcat-s
losa, fulang maille ri losa. lonnsaiclpgiia
dhomh mo thrioblaid a ghiùlan air dhoigllioiTà
*s gun tig i gu feum siorruidh dha m'anam

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