Salm 118 v. 17-21
Dublin Core
Title
Salm 118 v. 17-21
Date
n/a
Contributor
frances.wilkins
Language
Gaelic
Type
Words
Identifier
422
Alternative Title
n/a
Date Modified
04/06/2024
Europeana
Europeana Type
TEXT
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Composer
3
Lyrics
Chan Fhaigh mi bàs, ach Maiream beò,
Is innseam oibrean Dhè.
Throm-smachdaich Dia mi, ach gu bàs
Cha tug e thairis mi.
O fosglaibh dhomh gu farsaing rèidh
Geatean an ionracais:
Is racham orrasan a-steach;
Iehòbhah molaidh mis’.
Seo doras Dè, air ’n tèid a-steach
Na daoine còire naomh;.
Sìor-mholam thu, oir chual’ thu mi;
Is tu mo shlàinte chaomh.
Lyrics Translated
I shall not die, but live, and shall
The works of God discover.
The Lord hath me chastised sore,
But not to death giv’n over.
O set ye open unto me
The gates of righteousness;
Then will i enter into them,
And I the lord will bless.
This is the gate of God, by it
The just shall enter in.
Thee will I praise, for thou me heard’st
And hast my safety been.
Citation
“Salm 118 v. 17-21,” SHADES, accessed April 29, 2025, https://seinn.org/omeka/items/show/423.
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