Psalm 70
70
LXX Psalm.
1Iehoḃah Ḋé, dom ṫeasargann,
’S dom ċongnaḋ deifriġ ort;
2Biḋ náre orra, ’siad an drong,
’Tá’g iarraiġ m’anam boċt.
Filltear an dream úd ár a nais,
An loċt ag iarruiġ ṫa;
Mor‐aṁgar go raiḃ orra súd,
A’s goraḋ gruaiḋ gaċ la.
3Go ḃḟilltear iadsan air a nais,
Mar luaiḋeaċt ċeart da náir’;
An dream a deir go fonóideaċ,
Aha, aha, le táir.
4Aoiḃneas a’s luaṫġáir do gaċ neaċ,
Ad iarruiġ féin a tá;
A’s abraid siad le’r mian do ṡláint,
Dia go ma mór do ġnáṫ.
5Aċt mise taim go hanbḟan boċt,
Dom ionnsuiġ greas a Ḋia;
M’fear cuidiġ ṫu ’s mó ṡlánuiġṫeóir,
Moille na dean, mo Ṫriaṫ.
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A Londain: ar na chur na gclo re Richard Watts, 1836.
