Ayns foddeeaght dy ve ec shee
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In longing to be at peace
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Jeh’n seihll peccoil shoh ta mee skee
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Of this sinful world I am tired
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O, Dy beign ayns yn thalloo mie
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O, If I were in the good earth
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Marish ny nooghyn t’ec y thie
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With the saints that are home
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As seyr veih peccah as dagh nhee
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And free from sin and every thing
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Ta cur souaigney er my chree
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That causes distress to my heart.
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My annym maynrey mârish Chreest
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My soul happy with Christ
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T’er n’osley giattyn phargys reesht.
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Who has opened the gates of paradise again.
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