Dae Richt Fear Nocht
Praise to the Lord, whose power
Guides and protects us still; Praise him for each new hour, And strength to do his will: 'Dae richt, fear nocht!'- our watchword be, Our pledge of faith and liberty. When, in the troubled past, Danger and strife were nigh, Thy hand did hold us fast And caused our foes to fly: 'Dae richt, fear nocht!'- was e'er' our cry, Our song of hope and victory. In these more peaceful days, Lord, we thy grace implore; Prompt us to sing thy praise, And honour thy great Law- 'Dae richt, fear nocht!'- that noble aim, Be Kelso's boast- and Kelso's claim! |