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 | O IOS gun   lochd,A Righ nam bochd,
 A chiosadh gort
 Fo bhinn nan olc,
 Dion-s, an nochd,
 Bho Iudas mi.
 M’ anam   air do laimh, a Chriosda,A Righ na Cathrach Neomh,
 Is tu cheannaich m’ anam, Iosa,
 Is tu dh’ iobair beatha dhomh.
 Teasruig mi air   sgath mo sprochd,Air sgath do phais, do lot is t’ fhala fein,
 Is tabhair tearuint mi an nochd
 Am fochar Cathair De.
 |   | O JESU without   sin,King of the poor,
 Who wert sorely subdued
 Under ban of the wicked,
 Shield Thou me this night
 From Judas.
 My soul on   Thine own arm, O Christ,Thou the King of the City of Heaven,
 Thou it was who bought’st my soul, O Jesu,
 Thou it was who didst sacrifice Thy life for   me.
 Protect Thou me   because of my sorrow,For the sake of Thy passion, Thy wounds, and Thine own blood,
 And take me in safety to-night
 Near to the City of God.
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