The Ordination（2 / 5）

  come, let a proper text be read,
  an' touch it aff wi' vigour,
  how graceless ham leugh at his dad,
  which made canaan a nigger;
  or phineas drove the murdering blade,
  wi' whore-abhorring rigour;
  or zipporah, the scauldin jad,
  was like a bluidy tiger
  i' th' inn that day.
  there, try his mettle on the creed,
  an' bind him down wi' caution,
  that stipend is a carnal weed
  he taks by for the fashion;
  and gie him o'er the flock, to feed,
  and punish each transgression;
  especial, rams that cross the breed,
  gie them sufficient threshin;
  spare them nae day.
  now, auld kilmarnock, cock thy tail,
  an' toss thy horns fu' canty;
  nae mair thou'lt rowt out-owre the dale,
  because thy pasture's scanty;
  for lapfu's large o' gospel kail
  shall fill thy crib in plenty,
  an' runts o' grace the pick an' wale,
  no gi'en by way o' dainty,
  but ilka day.
  nae mair by babel's streams we'll weep,
  to think upon our zion;
  and hing our fiddles up to sleep, ↑返回顶部↑