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Doonaght Chaisht
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Easter Sunday
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Shoh’n laa ren nyn saualtagh Chreest,
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This is the day that the Lord saviour Christ
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Tregail yn oaie as girree reesht,
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Forsake the grave and rose again
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Cha voddagh noid yn traa caghlaa,
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No enemy can change the time,
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Ny baase freayl fo eh lesh e ghah.
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Or death keep him under with its sting.
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Sidooryn Romanagh va soie,
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Roman soldiers were sitting,
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Freayl arrey harrish ec yn oaie,
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Keeping watch over him at the grave,
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Agh Ainleyn Niau haink er-y-çhooyl,
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But the Angels of Heaven came by and by,
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As ghow ad yn clagh vooar ersooyl.
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And they took the great stone away.
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Eisht ren yn Çhiarn dy ghloyr girree,
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Then the Lord of Glory rose,
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As nish t’eh hene nyn Jiarn as Ree,
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And now he himself is our Lord the King,
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Roish hooar eh baase nagh ren eh prayal,
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Before he died, did he not pray,
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Son adsyn yinnagh ayn treishteil.
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For those who would trust in him.
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Nagh mooar va e ghraih as e erreeish,
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Wasn’t his love and his compassion great,
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Dy ren eh coyrt e vioghys sheese,
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That he sent down his life,
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Faaigail e vaynrys son yn chrosh,
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Leaving his happiness for the cross,
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As çheet dy hurranse ayns shoh wass.
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And came to suffer down here.
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As trooid y hurranse as y gaue,
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And through the suffering and the danger,
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Er yannoo lhiasagh son sheelnaue,
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Has made amends for mankind,
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Nagh ren eh deayrtey fuill e chree,
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Did he not spill the blood of his heart,
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Son dy chordaill yn seihll rish Jee.
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To concile the world with God.
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Haink eh voish Niau son dy hauail,
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He came down from Heaven to save,
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Ny kirree chailjey va rouail,
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The lost sheep that were
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Sy chassan leayn nyn raaid er choayl
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In the wide path, our way lost,
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As shooyl er shaghryn veih nyn oayl.
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And walking astray from our homes.
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Agh nish t’eh ersooyl gys e Ayr,
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But now he has gone to his Father,
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Dy bragh dy ve dooin son pleadeyr,
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Forever to be a pettioner for us,
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Shinnin va lhie fo deyrey baaish,
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We who were lying under sentence of death.
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Ta Chreest sauail shin liorish grayse.
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Christ saves us through grace.
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Ard gloyr dy bragh da Chreest nyn Jiarn,
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Chief glory forever to Christ our Lord.
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Ta ayns yn seaghyn ain goaill ayrn,
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Who takes a share in our troubles,
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Ta’n un Jee er son dy braa
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The same God forever,
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Eer fegooish scaadoo dy hyndaa.
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Truly without a shadow of returning
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Yeesey my charrey as my Yee,
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Jesus my friend and my God,
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Nish cur dty Spyrryd ayns my chree,
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Now put your Spirit in my heart
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Dy insagh mee cre’n aght dy freayl
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To teach me what way to keep,
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Dy voddym kiart my vea leeideil.
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So I can lead my life right.
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April 15th 1900
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April 15th 1900
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Edwd Farquhar
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Edwd Farquhar
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