Faith, Howp, Luve

Still on the search for that perfect wedding reading, and out with Scots Lit pals last night.  I’d been adamant about not wanting owt trite at our wedding, such as 1 Corinthians 13 1-13, when Andrew suggested a reading from the Scots language version of the Bible.

1 Corinthians 13 from The New Testament in Scots
by William Laughton Lorimer

Luve is patientful; luve is couthie an kind;
luve is jane jailous; nane sprosie;
nane bowdent wi pride; nane mislaired;
nane hame-drauchit; nane toustie.

Luve keeps nae nickstick o the wrangs it drees;
find nae pleisure i the ill wark o ithers;
is ey liftit up whan truith dings lies;
kens ey tae keep a caum souch;
ie ey sweired tae misdout;
ey howps the best; ey bides the warst.

there is three things bides for ey:
faith, howp, luve
But the grytest of the three is luve.

Now, I wonder if we can find anybody to do justice to this on our wedding day.

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