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S A I L M CXVII, CXVIII. 1 79
11 Is priseil leatsa beatlia 's bas
na dream thug gradh do d' reachd:
Shaor thu mise, Dhia, o 'n bhas;
mo chridh gu brath bidh leat.
12 'S an aros ard 'sam bheil do thamh,
ad chathair aluinn shuas,
Bheir m' anam dhuit, le t uile naoimh,
aoradh is cliu gu buan.
SALM CXVIT.
/~^i ACH cinneach tha 'san domhan mhor!
^-^ O thugalbh gloir do Dhia;
Le aon-ghuth seinnibh mola dha,
o 'n aird an ear gu 'n iar.
Oir 's mor a chaoimhneas trocaireach
do shloigh a chruinne-che:
Tha ghrasa pailt is f hirinn buan.
Moladh gach sluagh thu, Dhe!
[[3 Moladh iad thu air feadh gach ait,
feadh mhaireas la is oi'ch:
'Na dheigh sin moladh iad gu h ard,
ad la'ir, a cliian nan coidh'.]
8ALM CXVIII.
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MoLAiEH Dia: oir tha e maith;
tha throcair daingean buan;
Nach robh i gann doibh, oi'ch no la,
aidicheadh dha a shluagh.
Abradh na thug d'a reachdsan geill,
" Is buan, a Dhe, do ghras!"

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