42 The Dedication. An Tionnsgann

AN TIONNSGANN [42]

THE DEDICATION

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TAING dhuit, a Dhe
Thug mise bho ’n de
Gu tos an diugh,
Chum solas siorruidh
A chosnadh dha m’ chre
Le feum maith.
’S air son gach tiodhlac sith
A dh’iobair thu dhomh,
Mo smuaine, mo bhriathra,
Mo ghniamha, mo thoil,
Tha mi tionnsgann duit.
Tha mi ’g urnuigh riut,
Tha mi griasad ort,
Mo chumail bho lochd,
Mo chomhnadh an nochd,
Air sgath do lot,
Le oifreil do ghrais.

THANKS to Thee, God,
Who brought'st me from yesterday
To the beginning of to-day,
Everlasting joy
To earn for my soul
With good intent.
And for every gift of peace
Thou bestowest on me,
My thoughts, my words,
My deeds, my desires
I dedicate to Thee.
I supplicate Thee,
I beseech Thee,
To keep me from offence,
And to shield me to-night,
For the sake of Thy wounds
With Thine offering of grace.