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SPIORADATr.. 61
'Se 'n teisteas blicir an fliirinn dlminn,
'Sa cbi sinn anns gacli ait',
Gur teirc an aireanih dhilis sin,
Chaidb f birinneacliadh le gras;
Tha iad gun Dia, gan dochas,
Deanamli cordadh ris a bhas ;
'San t-slighe leathann, dhoruinneacb,
Sa'ra faigb an f heoil na's aill.
'S e'n t-earail thug an Slanuighear,
D'a chairdean, 'us d'a chlann,
" Feuch nach dean sibh tarcuis air
" An aireamh bheag a th'ann;
"' Sann air ann son a bhasaich mi,
" ' S iad m' ailleagan 's gach am,
'S bith' ainglibh noamh mar gheard orra.
Bheir tearuinte iad gu cheann.
'S e dh'fhag an dream ud aithnuichte,
' Us beannuichte thar chach,
Gu'n robh iad air an sonrachadh,
Ann 'cumhnanta nan gras;
'S an Ti thug creideamh, 's dochas dhoibh,
'Us eolas air a shlaint',
Fhuair iad 'nis an reite, leis
An eifeachd bha 'na bhas.
Fhuair iad sealladh uamhasach,
Deth thruaighe chlann nan daoin'.
Am peacadh gin, 's an truaiU'eachd sin,
A bhuadhaich air gach aon ;
Ach 'nise cha'n eil diteadh dhoibh,
Chaidh 'm tirinneacha gu saor,
' S ann tha iad 'g iarraidh firinnt^achd.
O'n TI 'ta, uile-naomh.
Bha'n oibre fein neo-fhallan leo,
' S an aithreacliiis cha b'f hearr,
Flinair iad mar luidoag shnlai'li c.
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