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         <div class="label">50</div><div class="s"><span class="heading">  </span><span class="sc"><span class="heading">psalm</span></span><span class="heading"> L (1&#8211;6).</span></div><div class="qr"><span class="content">Tuin: Hampton</span></div><div class="q1"><span class="content">  </span><span class="verse v1" data-usfm="PSA.50.1"><span class="label">1</span><span class="content">Jehovah, God alane,</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v1" data-usfm="PSA.50.1"><span class="content">Has sent His biddin&#8217; roon&#8217;</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v1" data-usfm="PSA.50.1"><span class="content">The hale yirth, frae the sun&#8217;s up&#8208;gae&#8217;n</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v1" data-usfm="PSA.50.1"><span class="content">To whaur the sun gangs doon.</span></span></div><div class="b"></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v1" data-usfm="PSA.50.1"><span class="content">  </span></span><span class="verse v2" data-usfm="PSA.50.2"><span class="label">2</span><span class="content">Frae oot o&#8217; Zion&#8217;s hill,</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v2" data-usfm="PSA.50.2"><span class="content">That nane can e&#8217;er excel, &#8212;</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v2" data-usfm="PSA.50.2"><span class="content">But marrow for her beauty still &#8212;</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v2" data-usfm="PSA.50.2"><span class="content">God lemed has Himsel&#8217;.</span></span></div><div class="b"></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v2" data-usfm="PSA.50.2"><span class="content">  </span></span><span class="verse v3" data-usfm="PSA.50.3"><span class="label">3</span><span class="content">Oor God sal come or lang,</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v3" data-usfm="PSA.50.3"><span class="content">To speak He salna fail;</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v3" data-usfm="PSA.50.3"><span class="content">Afore Him lowes sal loupin&#8217; gang,</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v3" data-usfm="PSA.50.3"><span class="content">And roond Him roar the gale.</span></span></div><div class="b"></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v3" data-usfm="PSA.50.3"><span class="content">  </span></span><span class="verse v4" data-usfm="PSA.50.4"><span class="label">4</span><span class="content">E&#8217;en to the hevins He</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v4" data-usfm="PSA.50.4"><span class="content">Frae heigh abune sal ca&#8217;,</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v4" data-usfm="PSA.50.4"><span class="content">And to the yirth, that redded be</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v4" data-usfm="PSA.50.4"><span class="content">His folk, baith ane and a&#8217;.</span></span></div><div class="b"></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v4" data-usfm="PSA.50.4"><span class="content">  </span></span><span class="verse v5" data-usfm="PSA.50.5"><span class="label">5</span><span class="content">&#8220;To Me a&#8217; in ae place</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v5" data-usfm="PSA.50.5"><span class="content">My sauncts maun gether&#8217;d be, &#8212;</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v5" data-usfm="PSA.50.5"><span class="content">A&#8217; them that throwe a sacrifice</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v5" data-usfm="PSA.50.5"><span class="content">Hae made a tryst wi&#8217; Me.&#8221;</span></span></div><div class="b"></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v5" data-usfm="PSA.50.5"><span class="content">  </span></span><span class="verse v6" data-usfm="PSA.50.6"><span class="label">6</span><span class="content">Syne His richt&#8208;reddins a&#8217;</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v6" data-usfm="PSA.50.6"><span class="content">The hevins furth sal tell;</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v6" data-usfm="PSA.50.6"><span class="content">The richts and wrangs aboot us, wha</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v6" data-usfm="PSA.50.6"><span class="content">Could redd but God Himsel&#8217;?</span></span></div>
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Metrical Psalms in Braid Scots, translated by Rev. T. T. Alexander published in 1928. This text is maintained by MissionAssist.

PSALM
Tuin: Hampton
Jehovah, God alane,
Has sent His biddin’ roon’
The hale yirth, frae the sun’s up‐gae’n
To whaur the sun gangs doon.

Frae oot o’ Zion’s hill,
That nane can e’er excel, —
But marrow for her beauty still —
God lemed has Himsel’.

Oor God sal come or lang,
To speak He salna fail;
Afore Him lowes sal loupin’ gang,
And roond Him roar the gale.

E’en to the hevins He
Frae heigh abune sal ca’,
And to the yirth, that redded be
His folk, baith ane and a’.

“To Me a’ in ae place
My sauncts maun gether’d be, —
A’ them that throwe a sacrifice
Hae made a tryst wi’ Me.”

Syne His richt‐reddins a’
The hevins furth sal tell;
The richts and wrangs aboot us, wha
Could redd but God Himsel’?

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