Ron Aifrinn

Ron Aifrinn

frances.wilkins

Gaelic

Words

337

Before Mass

01/08/2024

TEXT

58

A Dhia, thoir dhuinn na gràsan Bhith cuimhneach cò tha’n làth’r; Bhith cuimhneach air an Iobairt A thairg Thu uair do Bhàis ’S ionann là a’ cheusaidh Is Aifreann Naomh an àigh; ’S ionann Uan nan Iobairt, Mac Mhoire mhìn nan gràs Tha sinne ’n seo gud adhradh ’S gud mholadh mar as còir Gu taing thoir dhut, ’s gur lìonmhor Na gibhtean chuir thu oirnn Tha sinne ‘g iarraidh tròcair Mun dìtear sinn sa mhòd - Gabh truas ri peacaich bhochda ’S an anmannan fo bhròn. ’S i’n Aifreann Ìobairt Iarrtais A dh’òrdaich Dia dhà fhèin Gu fuasgladh air gach Crìosdaidh Dh’iarradh fuasgladh na fheum Tha sinne, a Dhia, ag ùrnaigh Thu dh’fhuasgladh oirnn gu lèir Nar n-aineolas, nar bochdainne, Nar n-euslaintean ’s nar creuchd ’S na caoraich bhochd’ as aonais A’ chrò a choisrig Dia, Na creidich dol gu breitheanas ’S am bàs toirt buap’ an ciall, ’S na h-anmannan dìleas Nach do dhìol tur am fiach - Seall air Fuil an Uain ghil Is fuasgail orra, Dhia

O God, give us the graces To be mindful of who is present Be mindful of the Sacrifice Which you offered at the hour of your death The day of the crucifixion is the same as The Holy Mass of joy; The Lamb of sacrifice is the same as The Son of fair Mary of the graces We are here in order to praise you And to worship you as is the right thing to do To give you thanks, because plentiful Are the gifts that you have bestowed upon us We are wanting mercy Before we are condemned in the court Take pity on a poor sinner And the souls who are sorrowful The Mass is the sacrifice of propitiation/requesting [propitiatory sacrifice] Which God has commanded for himself In order to absolve each Christian [forgive their sins] That would ask forgiveneess in his need We are, God, praying That you would absolve us all In our ignorance, in our poverty In our ill health, and in our woundedness And the poor sheep outside The sheep fold that God consecrated The faithful going to judgement As death takes away their sense And the faithful souls That didn’t completely pay/recompense their debt Look on the blood of the pure lamb And deliver them, God