The Bible


Mannagh vel y Chiarn troggal y thie ta'n obbyr oc ayns fardail ta dy hroggal eh.

Except the Lord build the house: their labour is but lost that build it.


Mannagh vel y Chiarn freayll yn ard-valley: ta'n arreyder dooisht ayns fardail.

Except the Lord keep the city: the watchman waketh but in vain.


Cha vel eh agh obbyr caillit dy vel shiu ayns siyr dy irree dy moghey, as cha anmagh goaill fea, as gee yn arran dy imnea: son shen myr t'eh coyrt cadley dauesyn shinney lesh.

It is but lost labour that ye haste to rise up early, and so late take rest, and eat the bread of carefulness: for so he giveth his beloved sleep.


Cur-jee my-ner, cloan as mess y vreïn: t'ad eiraght as gioot ta cheet veih'n Chiarn.

Lo, children and the fruit of the womb: are an?heritage and gift that cometh of the Lord.


Myr ta sideyn ayns laue yn dooinney lajer: eer myr shen ta'n chloan aegey.

Like as the arrows in the hand of the giant: even so are the young children.


S'maynrey yn dooinney ta'n whiver echey-lane jeu: cha bee nearey orroo tra t'ad coyrt eddin da nyn noidyn ayns y yiat.

Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them: they shall not be ashamed when they speak with their enemies in the gate.