The Bible

1

Yn Chiarn my hoilshey as my haualtys; quoi roish eisht ghoym aggle: yn Chiarn niart my vea; quoi roish eisht vee'm agglagh?

The Lord is my light, and my salvation; whom then shall I fear: the Lord is the strength of my life; of whom then shall I be afraid?

2

Tra haink ny olkyssee, dy jarroo my noidyn as my hranlaasee orrym dy my stroie: ren ad snapperal as tuittym.

When the wicked, even mine enemies, and my foes, came upon me to eat up my flesh: they stumbled and fell.

3

Ga dy beagh sheshaght-caggee dy gheiney soit m'oï, foast cha bee my chree agglagh: as ga dy jinnagh caggey girree seose m'oï, foast ver-ym my varrant ersyn.

Though an host of men were laid against me, yet shall not my heart be afraid: and though there rose up war against me, yet will I put my trust in him.

4

Un red ta mish er hirrey er y Chiarn, shen nee'm y yeearree: dy jarroo dy voddym baghey ayns thie yn Chiarn ooilley laghyn my vea, dy akin aalid eunyssagh y Chiarn, as dy haaghey e hiamble.

One thing have I desired of the Lord, which I will require: even that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the fair beauty of the Lord, and to visit his temple.

5

Son ayns traa my heaghyn follee eh mee ayns e chabbane; dy jarroo ayns boayl keillit e ynnyd-vaghee nee eh m'y ollaghey, as m'y hoiaghey seose er creg chloaie.

For in the time of trouble he shall hide me in his tabernacle: yea, in the secret place of his dwelling shall he hide me, and set me up upon a rock of stone.

6

As nish troggee eh seose my chione: erskyn my noidyn mygeayrt-y-moom.

And now shall he lift up mine head: above mine enemies round about me.

7

Shen-y-fa neem's oural y hebbal ayns e ynnyd casherick lesh ard-ghennallys: nee'm arrane y ghoaill, as soilshaghey magh moylley yn Chiarn.

Therefore will I offer in his dwelling an oblation with great gladness: I will sing, and speak praises unto the Lord.

8

Eaisht rish my choraa, O Hiarn, tra ta mee geamagh hood's: jean myghin orrym, as clasht rhym.

Hearken unto my voice, O Lord, when I cry unto thee: have mercy upon me, and hear me.

9

Ta my chree er yannoo imraa jeed's; Shirr-jee my eddin: Dt' eddin, Hiarn, neem's y hirrey.

My heart hath talked with thee: Seek ye my face; Thy face, Lord, will I seek.

10

O ny follee dty eddin voym: chamoo jean dty harvaant y hyndaa ersooyl ayns jymmoose.

O hide not thou thy face from me: nor cast thy servant away in displeasure.

11

T'ou er ny ve my chemmyrk: ny faag mee, chamoo jean m'y hreigeil, O Yee my haualtys.

Thou hast been my succour: leave me not, neither forsake me, O God of my salvation.

12

Tra ta my ayr as my voir dy my hreigeil, ta'n Chiarn dy my ghoaill seose.

When my father and my mother forsake me: the Lord taketh me up.

13

Ynsee dooys dty raad, O Hiarn: as leeid mee ayns y raad cair, kyndagh rish my noidyn.

Teach me thy way, O Lord: and lead me in the right way, because of mine enemies.

14

Ny livrey mee seose gys aigney my noidyn: son ta feanishyn foalsey er n'irree seose m'oï, as lheid as ta loayrt aggair.

Deliver me not over into the will of mine adversaries: for there are false witnesses risen up against me, and such as speak wrong.

15

Va mee dy bollagh er choayl my chree: agh dy vel mee dy shickyr credjal dy akin kenjallys y Chiarn ayns cheer ny bioee.

I should utterly have fainted: but that I believe verily to see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.

16

O jean uss farkiaght er caa yn Chiarn; bee dunnal, as nee eh gerjaghey dty chree, as cur uss dty hreishteil ayns y Chiarn.

O tarry thou the Lord's leisure: be strong, and he shall comfort thine heart; and put thou thy trust in the Lord.