Grace Before And After Meat Poem by Robert Burns

Grace Before And After Meat



O LORD, when hunger pinches sore,
Do thou stand us in stead,
And send us, from thy bounteous store,
A tup or wether head! Amen.————
O Lord, since we have feasted thus,
Which we so little merit,
Let Meg now take away the flesh,
And Jock bring in the spirit! Amen.

Monday, October 27, 2014
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Robert Burns

Robert Burns

Ayrshire / Scotland
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