[My God, the spring of all my joys.]

1 MY Yee, uss bun my voggey-smoo;
Shee oo my vaynrys bra;
She oo my gherjagh ayns yn oie,
She oo my ghloyr ‘sy laa.

2 Cha beagh yn oie shen dorragh’ dooys
Ayn ennin uss my Yee;
Veagh oo da m’annym myr rollage,
Myr grian dy hiow my chree.

3 Veagh niau myr fosley dy ghoaill rhym,
Cur soell jeh’n vaynrys veein;
Choud as veagh Yeesey soilshagh’ dou
Myr sonnish "T’ou lhiam pene."

4 O s’gennal scarrin rish yn ooir
Tra ennin lheid y shee
Etlin lesh boggey seose gys niau
Gys roi’ghyn Creest my Yee.

5 Cha beign er-creau roish baase ny jouyl,
Chamoo roish nhee dy beagh;
Trooid credjue Chreest, as ayns e ghraih,
Veagh aym slane barriaght.