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I soooo need to live in Scotland

By Anhata
Created 01/24/2006 - 12:50pm

Found this during one of my wild-hair googling sessions and it was so delicious, I have to share:

23rd. Psalm in Scots

The Lord is my Shepherd in nocht am I wantin'
In the haugh's green girse does He mak me lie doon
While mony puir straiglers are bleatin' and pantin'
By saft-flowin' burnies He leads me at noon.

When aince I had strayed far awa in the bracken,
And daidled till gloamin' cam ower a' the hills,
Nae dribble o' water my sair drooth to slacken,
And dark grow'd the nicht wi' its haars and its chills.

Awa frae the fauld, strayin' fit-sair and weary,
I thocht I had naethin' tae dae but tae dee.
He socht me and fand me in mountain hechts dreary,
He gangs by fell paths which He kens best for me.

And noo, for His name's sake, I'm dune wi' a' fearin'
Though cloods may aft gaither and soughin' win's blaw.
"Hoo this?" or "Hoo that?" -- oh, prevent me frae spearin'
His will is aye best, and I daurna say "Na".

The valley o' death winna fleg me to thread it,
Through awfu' the darkness, I weel can foresee.
Wi' His rod and His staff He wull help me to tread it,
Then wull its shadows, sae gruesome, a' flee.

Forfochen in presence o' foes that surround me,
My Shepherd a table wi' denties has spread.
The Thyme and the Myrtle blaw fragrant aroond me,
He brims a fu' cup and poors oil on my head.

Surely guidness an' mercy, despite a' my roamin'
Wull gang wi' me doon tae the brink o' the river.
Ayont it nae mair o' the eerie an' gloamin'
I wull bide in the Hame o' my Faither for ever.

lyrics from Traditonal Scottish Songs [1]

My love of Scotland is a bit obsessive, really. I replay Keltik Elektrik's "Wild Mountain Thyme" over and over and over. When I listen to it, I can see myself so clearly, living in a small croft on a mountainside in Scotland. I can feel the wind whipping through my hair and tangling my skirts. There's a bonnie lad, too. Looks a lot like Jim Malcom.

If, at my memorial service, "Amazing Grace" is not played on the bagpipes, my hand to God, I will haunt my family for the rest of their days.

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