Ochil Idylls and Other Poems by Hugh Haliburton [i.e. J. L. Robertson] |
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THE STOOKIE SABBATH.
Noo every stalk o' corn's cut doun,
The Sabbath o' the Ferm's come roun',
Wi' Sabbath silence owre the toun—
A crawin' cock the only soun'.
The Sabbath o' the Ferm's come roun',
Wi' Sabbath silence owre the toun—
A crawin' cock the only soun'.
Noo braes abune and haughs below
Present in many a stookit row
Such offering as the priests did show
On the Lord's table long ago.
Present in many a stookit row
Such offering as the priests did show
On the Lord's table long ago.
But wider here the table spread,—
Nae sample, but the stock instead;
And ampler is the show of bread,
With scarce a tasting melder led.
Nae sample, but the stock instead;
And ampler is the show of bread,
With scarce a tasting melder led.
Lord! look upon the bandit wheat,
The aits an' barley at Thy feet;
Haud aff the daddin' wind an' weet,
An' bless the bread, an' mak' it sweet!
The aits an' barley at Thy feet;
Haud aff the daddin' wind an' weet,
An' bless the bread, an' mak' it sweet!
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Wi' Dives' craps to ca' oor ain,
A' hoosed an' happit fra the rain,
We still should miss the higher gain,
Wanting Thy blessing on the grain.
A' hoosed an' happit fra the rain,
We still should miss the higher gain,
Wanting Thy blessing on the grain.
And with it, tho' oor portion be
But little mair than Laz'rus' fee,
There's this to cheer oor hearts awee—
The crumbs were looten doun by Thee!
But little mair than Laz'rus' fee,
There's this to cheer oor hearts awee—
The crumbs were looten doun by Thee!
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