Psalm 60
60
LX Psalm.
1A Ḋé do ṫeilg tu sinne uait,
Do scab tu sinn air fad;
Oir ḃi tu linn a ḃfeirg ann‐ṁór,
Iompuiġ féin linn go grad.
2Ċuir tusa an talaṁ trom air criṫ,
A’s fós do ḃris tu é;
Deisiġ a ḃearnaḋ, óir go fíor,
Air criṫ an‐ṁór ta sé.
3Do ṫaisbein tusa neiṫe cruaiḋe,
Don tsluaġ is leat le cóir;
Fion‐mearuiġṫe ċuir uaṁan cruinn,
Ṫug tusa ḋuin ré nól.
4Aċ ṫuguis brataċ árd a Ḋe!
Don dream d’ar eagal ṫú;
Do ċum go noċtaḋ súd amaċ,
Ḃriġ ḟírinn ḋuit le clúḋ.
5O ḋaorsa ċum go saorfaiḋe leat,
Do ṗobal ionṁuin féin;
Eist leam a’s slánuiġ me go grad,
Léd ḋeis‐laim láidir ṫréin.
6’Na naoṁṫaċt laḃair Dia na ḃfeart,
Ḃíḋ aoiḃneas oram náċ gann;
Air Seicim ġniḋim roinn go ceart,
Gleann Ṡucoit tóiṁistir leam.
7’Sleam Gilead tre ḋliġe ċeart,
Manasseh ’s leam gan aċd;
Si treaḃ Eṗráim neart mo ċinn,
Ḃeir Iudah amaċ mo reaċt.
8Agus soiṫeaċ ionnluid Moab ḋáṁ,
Teilgfiod tár Edum ṫruaiġ,
Mo ḃróg, agus déan caiṫréim ḃinn,
A Ṗalestín le buaiḋ.
9Cia ḃeir don ċaṫair daingean me,
’S go hEdum ḃeir go ceart?
10Naċ tusa, Ḋia le’r ṫréigeaḋ sinn
’S naċ ndeaċuiḋ maċ le’r ḃfeaċt.
11O ḃuáreaḋ taḃair cóngnaḋ ḋuinn,
Oir is dioṁaoin furtaċt ḋaoin:
12Tre Ḋia ġniḋ sinne ard‐ġaisge,
Se ṡaltras naṁuid fuinn.
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Psalm 60: PSA1836G
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A Londain: ar na chur na gclo re Richard Watts, 1836.
