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Delightful would it be to me to be in Uchd Ailiun

On the pinnacle of a rock,

That I might often see

The face of the ocean;

That I might see its heaving waves

Over the wide ocean,

When they chant music to their Father

Upon the world’s course;

That I might see its level sparkling strand,

It would be no cause of sorrow;

That I might hear the song of the wonderful birds,

Source of happiness;

That I might hear the thunder of the crowding waves

Upon the rocks;

That I might hear the roar by the side of the church

Of the surrounding sea;

That I might see its noble flocks

Over the watery ocean;

That I might see the sea-monsters,

The greatest of all wonders;

That I might see its ebb and flood

In their career;

That my mystical name might be, I say,

Cul ri Erin;[8] That contrition might come upon my heart Upon looking at her; That I might bewail my evils all, Though it were difficult to compute them; That I might bless the Lord Who conserves all, Heaven with its countless bright orders, Land, strand and flood; That I might search the books all, That would be good for my soul; At times kneeling to beloved Heaven; At times psalm singing; At times contemplating the King of Heaven, Holy the chief; At times at work without compulsion, This would be delightful. At times plucking duilisc from the rocks; At times at fishing; At times giving food to the poor; At times in a carcair:[9] The best advice in the presence of God To me has been vouchsafed. The King whose servant I am will not let Anything deceive me.