My prince in God, gif the guid grace

1

My prince in God, gif the guid grace,
Ioy, glaidnes, confort and solace,
Play, pleasance, myrth and mirrie cheir,
In hansill of this guid New Yeir.

2

God gif to the ane blissed chance,
And of all vertew aboundance,
And grace ay for to perseveir,
In hansill of this guid New Yeir.

3

God giue the guid prosperitie,
Fair fortoun and felicitie,
Euir mair in earth quhill thow ar heir,
In hansell of this guid New Yeir.

4

The heavinlie lord his help the send,
Thy realme to reull and to defend,
In peace and iustice it to steir,
In hansell of this guid New Yeir.

5

God gif the blis quhareuir thow bownes,
And send the many Fraunce crownes,
Hie liberall heart and handis not sweir,
In hansell of this guid New Yeir.
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