[Lioar dy Hymnyn - English translation
[ Teach me the measure of my days.] |
Watts Psalm 39 pt 2 |
1 YNSEE dou towse my laghyn giare, 2 She lhiurid reaish ta er nyn son, 3 Jeeagh er sheelnaue, son red neu.feeu, 4 Paart geearree ooashley seihitagh, ta 5 Cree er neems soiagh eisht mimnea, 6 Sy theihll cha jeanin cur my hreisht, |
Teach me the measure of my days,
A span is all that we can boast,
See the vain race of mortals move
Some walk in honor's gaudy show,
What should I wish or wait for, then,
Now I forbid my carnal hope, |
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