AN OIGH AGUS AN LEANABH [61]

Chunnacas an Oigh a teachd

Criosda gu h-og 'na h-uchd.

A Mhoir Oighe, agus a Mhic,

Beannaich an taigh agus a luchd.

Beannaich am biadh, beannaich am bord,

Beannaich an dias, an triall's an stor.

An trath bha oirnn an raithe gann,

Is tu fein, Oighe, bu mhathair dhuinn.

Is gil thu na ghealach earra-gheal

Ag eirigh air an tulaich.

Is gil thu na ghrian cheit-ghil,

Fo eibhneas subhach.

Bho nach faod am bard fuireach,

Cuiribh uilim's a bhalg le beannachd.

Mise gille Mhic De an cois an doruis,

A uchd De, eirich fein is fosgail domh e.