for i a keepit by thy fear
free frae the a&039;
but yet, o lord! nfess i t,
at tis i&039; fash&039;d wi&039; fleshly st:
an&039; tis, too, wardly trt,
vile self ts :
but thou rebers we are dt,
defil&039;d wi&039; s
o lord! yestreen, thou kens, wi&039; g—
thy pardon i scerely beg,
o! ay&039;t ne&039;er be a liv pgue
to y dishonour,
an&039; i&039;ll ne&039;er lift a wless leg
aga upon her
besides, i farther aun allow,
wi&039; leezie&039;s ss, three tis i trow—
but lord, that friday i was fou,
when i ca near her;
or else, thou kens, thy servant true
wad never steer her
aybe thou lets this fleshly thorn
buffet thy servant e&039;en and orn,
lest he owre proud and high shou&039;d turn,
that he&039;s sae gifted:
if sae, thy han&039; aun e&039;en be borne,
until thou lift it
lord, bless thy chosen this pce,
for here thou hast a chosen race:
but god nfound their stubborn face,
an&039; bst their na,
wha brg thy elders to disgrace
an&039; public sha
lord, d gaw&039;n hailton&039;s deserts;
he drks, an&039; swears, an&039; pys at cartes,
yet has sae ony tak arts,
wi&039; great and sa&039;,
frae god&039;s a priest the people&039;s hearts
he steals awa
an&039; when we chasten&039;d hi therefor,
thou kens how he bred sic a splore,
an&039; set the warld a roar
o&039; ughg at ;—
curse thou his basket and his store,
kail an&039; potatoes
lord, hear y earnest cry and pray&039;r,
agast that presbyt&039;ry o&039; ayr;
thy strong right hand, lord, ake it bare
upo&039; their heads;
lord visit the, an&039; dna spare,
for their isdeeds
o lord, y god! that glib-tongu&039;d aiken,
y vera heart and flesh are ak,
to thk how we stood s
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