| A Mhaighdeann as gile | Oh purest of creatures |
| A Mhoire mhìn mhàthair | Sweet Mother, sweet Maid |
| Nad chomsa na aonar | The one spotless womb |
| Bha 'n Slànair a' tamh | Wherein Jesus was laid |
| Tha 'n oidhche, a Mhoire | Dark night, mother |
| Air tuiteam mun cuairt | Hath come down on us |
| Nach nochd thu do shoillse | And we look out for thy shining |
| Reul àlainn a' Chuain? | Sweet Star of the Sea |
| Reul àlainn a' Chuain | Sweet Star of the Sea |
| Reul àlainn a' Chuain | Sweet Star of the Sea |
| Nach nochd thu do shoillse | And we look out for thy shining |
| Reul àlainn a' Chuain? | Sweet Star of the Sea |
| Tha 'n oidhche le neulaibh | Deep night hath come down |
| A' còmhdach an t-saoghail | On this rough-spoken world |
| Tha bratach an dorchadais | And the banners of darkness |
| Sgaoilt' anns a' ghaoith | Are boldly unfurled |
| Tha 'n Eaglais ga buaireadh | And the tempest-tossed Church |
| 'S tha sùil coimhead suas | All her eyes are on thee |
| Nach nochd thu do shoillse | They look to thy shining |
| Reul àlainn a' Chuain? | Sweet Star of the Sea |
| Reul àlainn a' Chuain | Sweet Star of the Sea |
| Reul àlainn a' Chuain | Sweet Star of the Sea |
| Nach nochd thu do shoillse | They look to thy shining |
| Reul àlainn a' Chuain? | Sweet Star of the Sea |
| Bu lèir do Mhac Dè d'anam | He gazed on thy soul |
| Geal 's e gun bheud | It was spotless and fair |
| 'S nach tàinig am peacadh | For the empire of sin |
| Na chòir ghabhail seilbh | It had never been there |
| Cha d' bhuin e bho thùs | None had e'er owned thee |
| Ach don Tighearna 's uaisl' | Dear Mother, but He |
| Is choisrig e d' shoillse | And He blessed thy clear shining |
| Reul àlainn a' Chuain | Sweet Star of the Sea |
| Reul àlainn a' Chuain | Sweet Star of the Sea |
| Reul àlainn a' Chuain | Sweet Star of the Sea |
| Is choisrig e d' shoillse | And He blessed thy clear shining |
| Reul àlainn a' Chuain | Sweet Star of the Sea |
| An talamh cha tug | Earth gave Him one lodging |
| Ach aon fhasgadh do Dhia | 'Twas deep in thy breast |
| Am fasgadh sin crìdh' | And God found a home |
| Na h-Òigh' beannaichte, fial | Where the sinner finds rest |
| Bha fàrdach Mhic Dhè | His home and His hiding place |
| Agus fasgadh nan truagh | Both were in thee |
| An soillse do chrìdh'sa | He was won by thy shining |
| Reul àlainn a' Chuain | Sweet Star of the Sea |
| Reul àlainn a' Chuain | Sweet Star of the Sea |
| Reul àlainn a' Chuain | Sweet Star of the Sea |
| Nach nochd thu do shoillse | And we look out for thy shining |
| Reul àlainn a' Chuain? | Sweet Star of the Sea |
| (2x) | (2x) |
"An astonishing book of many merits for readers of intelligent dystopia" - Claire Rhoden review of "House of the Flight-helpers", Tartarus Press UK, 2019
Thursday, 7 June 2012
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