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Dhá bhfaighinnse fhéin culaith éadaigh a mbeadh ór ar sileadh léitheAr shon mo dhán a dhéanamh do thaobh Chlann na nGall, Níor thit sé le mo chlaonta sliocht Liútair a mholadh ar aon taobh A d’iompaigh ar a láimh chlé agus a thréig Mac na nGrást; ’S nach dána an charaid dhomsa an tráth m’anam a bheith dhá scrúdú Ar chnagaire den dúthaigh seo ar chuntar dhá bhfaighinn, Mo chreideamh fhéin a phlúchadh ar nós an mhada dúchais ’Gus mise a bheith faoi bhrón in am cuntas a thabhairt ann.
Níor rugadh ’gus ní bhéarfar de shagart ná de chléireach An Té a bhfuil fios mo scéil aige ach an tAon Phearsa amháin, Níl cluiche ar bith dhá thréine nach n-imreoinn beart is céad leis ’S mo chíos an t-am a mblaoitear air go cinnte bím gann; A Mháire chumhra ghléigeal, cineál iníon Anna is David, Ba gile ná an ga gréine atá ag soilsiú sa lá breá Aon duine dhuit nach ngéillfidh, diúltaímid a dtréithre, Cúl ár gcinn go héag leo is ní bheidh muid ina bpáirt.
Mar is maighdean ghlan gan bhréig thú, Bantiarna an Domhain go léir thú, M’impí ort is ná tréig mé in éiric mo cháis, A Mháire chumhra an Aonmhic a fuair an spídiúlacht ó Héaróid Le fonn an cine daonna a thabhairt faoi shéala Rí na nGrást; Ná ceapaigíse, a dhaoine, gur ar nós an chine daonna Mar ar shíolraigh an Leanbh Íosa a fuair aoibhneas na nGrást, Mar chaith an tAthair Naofa na bliantaí cheithre mhíle I ndiaidh soitheach glan a dhéanamh i ndíthreibheach na trí ráithe.
Is trua liom rún an tsléibhe, is gach neach dár mheall an saol seo, Nuair a bheas muid ar fad fré chéile ag tabhairt éirice ins gach cás, An chuid acu is tréine, is iad atá gan reásún ’Gus fios acu gan bhuíochas go gclaontar don bhás; An té is mó a fuair saibhreas saolta nach beag dhe a théas sa gcré leis Ach scaoilteoigín den éadach agus caol-chónra chláir, An cholainn bhradach bhréagach ar chúl a cinn ag daola ’S an t-anam bocht á chéasadh ’s ag tabhairt éirice ins gach cás.
Sí Máire an bhean nár smaoinigh peaca ariamh a dhéanamh Ach mar thit na húllaí míne de thaobh deas na gcrann, D’fhás an brainse thríthi le solas a thabhairt daoibhse ’Gus duais de réir a saothair atá cinnte againn a fháil; Sé Dia an fear nár shantaigh riamh capall, bó ná caora, Ná rud ar bith dá dhaoire ní dhearna sé dhíobh spóirt, Níor chuir sé suim i mbean dá bhreácha cé gur daor mar chuaigh a gclann air, Ag tabhairt fuil a chroí go cráite leis na Grásta a thabhairt dúinn.
An dream nár ghéill dá mháthair ’s í ag dearcadh ar Chrann na Páise, Ór an tsaoil ’s dhá bhfaighinn é ní ghráfadh sé mé leo, Ach ó anois is agat atá, a Dhia, an bhreith a thabhairt ar láimh dhúinn, Go dtuga tú fhéin na grásta agus abraígí Áimeán.
Two self suit clothing meant to get a gold flowing gray On behalf of my poems for the Children of the Donegal side, not my inclination fell Liútair recommend passage of side A turned on his left hand and abandoned Son of Grace ; And the sweetheart dhomsa bold soul then have two exams on chnagaire of this district provided two obtain, My own belief stifle such as the native mhada And I have sorrow in time to account there.
Was born and not given the priesthood or of a clerk the person who knows my story but to the Only Person only, not game any two strongest not imreoinn measures first to And my rent the time mblaoitear it certainly I am scarce; Mary Fragrant And bright, kind daughter Anna as David, was brighter than the sun's shining ray in a beautiful day person surrenders thee not, reject a dtréithre, CUL our heads that they expire is not a part we will.
As false virgin clean without you, Lady World you all, M'impí you Drop is not my case I return, Mary hast the Aonmhic the torture received from Herod Wishing to give the human race under the seal of King Grace; Do ceapaigíse, ladies, like that of mankind As the Baby Jesus to descend found treasures of Grace, as the Holy Father spent the four thousand bliantaí after clean vessel in ndíthreibheach three quarters.
I regret the intention of the mountain, it is each person for our attracted to this world, When will we all alike, is essential to carry a penalty in all cases, part of them fastest, most which are unreasonable and they indicated no thanks deviation for death; the one who got rich lives profoundly him to South in the clay with But scaoilteoigín of cloth and narrow-coffin programs, the body bhradach false rear ones sale and the poor soul being tortured and paying a penalty in each case.
Mary the wife she had not thought to do ever sin But the apples fell fineness of the right side of the tree grew a branch thríthi give light to you and prize according to labor we are sure to find; He's the man God had not unnatural ever horse, cow or sheep, Do nothing if expensive it failed thereof sports, has not he interested in a woman if bhreácha although pricey as did their children it, Taking blood to heart tormented by the grace given us .
The group has not complied with his mother and her attitude upon the cross, gold of life and two I find is not graphing it I who, But from now you are God, the decision to hand over to us, That they bring you self the grace and Say Amen.
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