PSAL. XLIII

1Cur briwnys er my heu, O Yee, as jean my chooish y endeil noi’n sleih mee-chrauee: O jean m’y livrey veih’n dooinney molteyragh as olkyssagh.

2Son uss Jee my niart, cre’n-fa t’ou er my scughey voïd: as cre hon ta mee goll cha trimshagh choud as ta’n noid jannoo tranlaase orrym?

3O cur magh dty hoilshey as dty irriney, dy vod ad my leeideil: as mee y choyrt lhieu gys dty chronk casherick, as gys dty ynnyd-vaghee.

4Dy voddym goll gys altar Yee, dy jarroo gys Jee my voggey as my yennallys: as er y chlaasagh ver-yms booise dhyt’s, O Yee, my Yee.

5Cre’n-fa t’ou cha trimshagh, O m’annym: as cre hon t’ou cha anveagh cheu-sthie jee’m?

6O cur dty hreishteil ayns Jee: son ver-yms foast booise da, eh ta slaynt my eddin, as my Yee.