Wha keep thy servants’ choler glowin’,
An’ fill wi’ fear.
L——, since I am sae plaguit by ’em,
Confound the loons wha’ do employ ’em,
And in the day o’ vengeance try ’em,
Heed not their prayer,
But for thy servant’s sake destroy ’em
For evermair.
But, L——, remember me and mine,
Wi’ mercies temp’ral and divine,