first line (public domain): On Sundays see his saintly look— What grace he maun be feelin', When stridin' slawly ben the pass, Or to the lettrin speelin'! When unction in his varied tones, As aff the line he screeds us, Syne bites the fork, an' bums the note, Ere to the tune he leads us!
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