Dugald Buchanan

                                 

La a' Bhreiteanais

The Day o' Judgment
AM FEADH ta chuid as mo de'n t-saogh'l
Gun ghaol do Chriosd, gun sgoinn d'a reachd,
Gun chreideamh ac' gu'n tig e ris
Thoirt breith na firinn air gach neach.

An cadal peacaidh taid 'nan suain
A' bruadar pailteis de gach ni,
Gun umhail ac' 'n uair thig am bas,
Nach meal iad Parra o'n ard Righ.

MAIST FOWK hae, while in this warld,
Nae luve for Christ, nae lug for his law;
Mair, they misdout he will return
tae judge them truly yin an aw.

Dozent in sinnin sleep they dream,
Their heids ram-fou wi wealth an vice;
Nae thocht that at the warld's ootgang
They'll be debarred frae Paradise.

Memento Mori

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