The Bible


Ver-yms dy kinjagh booise da'n Chiarn: bee e voylley dy bragh ayns my veeal.

I will alway give thanks unto the Lord: his praise shall ever be in my mouth.


Bee m'annym boggyssagh ayns y Chiarn: nee'n sleih imlee clashtyn jeh shen, as bee ad gennal.

My soul shall make her boast in the Lord: the humble shall hear thereof, and be glad.


O moylley-jee yn Chiarn mârym: as lhig dooin ard-voylley 'choyrt da'n Ennym echey ry-cheilley.

O praise the Lord with me: and let us magnify his Name together.


Hirr mee yn Chiarn ayns padjer, as cheayll eh mee: as ren eh m'y livrey veih ooilley my aggle.

I sought the Lord, and he heard me: yea, he delivered me out of all my fear.


Yeeagh ad seose huggey, as hooar ad soilshey: as cha row ny eddinyn oc naaragh.

They had an eye unto him, and were lightened: and their faces were not ashamed.


Cur-my-ner, ta'n boght geamagh, as ta'n Chiarn clashtyn eh: dy jarroo, as t'eh sauail eh ass ooilley e heaghyn.

Lo, the poor crieth, and the Lord heareth him: yea, and saveth him out of all his troubles.


Ta ainle y Chiarn freayll arrey mygeayrt-y-moosyn ta goaill aggle roish: as dy livrey ad.

The angel of the Lord tarrieth round about them that fear him: and delivereth them.


O blasht-jee, as jeeagh jee, cre cha graysoil ta'n Chiarn: bannit yn dooinney ta coyrt e varrant ersyn.

O taste, and see, how gracious the Lord is: blessed is the man that trusteth in him.


O gow-jee aggle roish y Chiarn, shiuish e nooghyn: son adsyn ta goaill aggle roish cha bee nhee dy laccal orroo.

O fear the Lord, ye that are his saints: for they that fear him lack nothing.


Ta ny lionyn ayns feme, as gennaghtyn accyrys: agh adsyn ta shirrey yn Chiarn, cha bee ad laccal nhee erbee dy vel mie.

The lions do lack, and suffer hunger: but they who seek the Lord shall want no manner of thing that is good.


Tar-jee, shiuish chloan, as eaisht-jee rhym: ynsee-yms diu aggle y Chiarn.

Come, ye children, and hearken unto me: I will teach you the fear of the Lord.


Quoi'n dooinney eh ta aignagh dy ve beayn: as baillish laghyn mie y akin?

What man is he that lusteth to live: and would fain see good days?


Smaght dty hengey veih olk: as dty veillyn nagh loayr ad foalsaght erbee.

Keep thy tongue from evil: and thy lips, that they speak no guile.


Shaghyn dagh olk, as jean dy mie: shir lurg shee, as cur eh er y hoshiaght.

Eschew evil, and do good: seek peace, and ensue it.


Ta sooillyn y Chiarn harrish y sleih cairal: as ta ny cleayshyn echey foshlit gys nyn badjeryn.

The eyes of the Lord are over the righteous: and his ears are open unto their prayers.


Ta eddin y Chiarn noi ocsyn ta jannoo olk: dy chur ass ny fraueyn yn chooinaghtyn oc veih eaghtyr y thallooin.

The countenance of the Lord is against them that do evil: to root out the remembrance of them from the earth.


Ta'n sleih cairagh jannoo aghin, as ta'n Chiarn cur clashtyn daue: as dy livrey ad ass ooilley nyn seaghyn.

The righteous cry, and the Lord heareth them: and delivereth them out of all their troubles.


Ta'n Chiarn er-gerrey dauesyn ta jeh cree brisht: as sauee eh nyn lheid as ta jeh spyrryd imlee.

The Lord is nigh unto them that are of a contrite heart: and will save such as be of an humble spirit.


S'mooar ta seaghyn y fer-cairal: agh ta'n Chiarn cur feaysley da assdoo ooilley.

Great are the troubles of the righteous: but the Lord delivereth him out of all.


T'eh coadey ooilley e chraueyn: myr shen cha vel unnane jeu er ny vrishey.

He keepeth all his bones: so that not one of them is broken.


Agh nee lhag-haghyrt stroie ny mee-chrauee: as adsyn ta cur dwoaie da'n sleih ynrick, hig y chragh orroo.

But misfortune shall slay the ungodly: and they that hate the righteous shall be desolate.


Ta'n Chiarn cur feaysley da anmeenyn e harvaantyn: as adsyn ooilley ta cur nyn marrant ersyn, cha bee ad er nyn dreigeil.

The Lord delivereth the souls of his servants: and all they that put their trust in him shall not be destitute.