[O Love divine, what hast thou done?]

1 O GHRAIH flaunys ! cre ta jeant ayd?
She Jee t’er hurranse baase son aym;
Mac corrym rish yn Ayr ayns stayd
T’er n’ymmyrkey my pheccaghyn!
Son aym ta Jee er hurranse baase,
My Hiarn, my ghraih t’eh eshyn cross’t.

2 O gow-jee yindys shiuish pheccee
Jeh surranse Chreest, eh Prince y yea:
Tar-jee, son eu roie fuill e chree,
O row rieau seaghyn myr hur eh!
Tar ennee marym bree e vaase,
My Hiarn, my ghraih t’eh eshyn cross’t.

3 T’eh eshyn cross’t son aym as en,
Dy hayrn shin shaghrynee gys Jee:
Cred, cred, ta’n feanish er dy rieau,
Ta shin kionnit ec fuill Mac Yee:
Pardoon as bea ta ayns e vaase,
My Hiarn, my ghraih t’eh eshyn cross’t.

4 Nish lhig dooin soie ec bun e chrosh,
As gin jeh ushtey geill y yea;
Dagh nee hreigeil er coontey Chreest,
As cur nyn greeaghyn seose huggey;
Nyu ghoan nyn smooinaght lhig daue ve
My Hiarn, my ghraih t’er ny chrossey.