The Bible


Hiarn, cha vel mee ard-aignagh: cha nel aym shilley mooaralagh.

Lord, I am not high-minded: I have no proud looks.


Cha vel mee-goaill orrym dy loayrt jeh cooishyn mooarey: ta erskyn roshtyn my hushtey.

I do not exercise myself in great matters: which are too high for me.


Agh ta mee ginjillaghey m'annym, as freayll eh fo smaght, myr lhiannoo t'er ny harbaa veih e voir: dy jarroo ta my annym myr lhiannoo charbaait.

But I refrain my soul, and keep it low, like as a child that is weaned from his mother: yea, my soul is even as a weaned child.


O Israel, cur dty hreisht ayns y Chiarn: veih'n traa shoh magh er son dy bragh.

O Israel, trust in the Lord: from this time forth for evermore.