Saturday, 26 August 2017

Mass readings in Scots: Twenty-first Sunday of the Year (Year A)



Gospel reading
Matthew 16:13-20

Whan Jesus had come intil the kintra-side o’ Philip’s Cesarea, he speir’t at his disciples, “Wha dae folk say the Son o’ Man is?” And quo’ they, “Some, John the Baptist; and some, Elijah; and ithers, Jeremiah, or ane o’ the Prophets.” He says to them, “But wha say ye that I am?” And Simon Peter spak, and quo’ he, “ Thou art the Anointit Ane, the Son o’ the Leovin God!” And Jesus answerin, says till him, “ Happy are ye, Simon, son o’ John! for nae flesh and blude tell’t it t’ye, but my Faither i’ the Heevens. And I say t’ye, ye are a Rockman; and on this Rock wull I bigg my kirk; and the yetts o’ Hell sal nevir owercome it! And I wull gie t’ye the keys o’ Heeven’s Kingdom; and what ye sal bind on the yirth sal be bund in Heeven; and what ye sal lowse on the yirth sal be lowsed in Heeven.” Than chairged he the disciples no to tell ony man he was the Anointit Ane.

From The New Testament in Braid Scots William Wye Smith (1904) here

Saturday, 19 August 2017

Mass readings in Scots: Twentieth Sunday of the Year (Year A)



First reading
Isaiah 56: 1, 6-7

Syne sae quo' the Lord: Haud ay by the straught, an' do ay what's right; for my ain heal-haddin's nar till win on, an' my right-recht till win intil sight.

An' the sons o' the frem wha tak up wi' the Lord, till ser' him; an' wha like the Lord's name, till be loons o' his ain; a' siclike's min' the sabbath weel, an' tak haud o' my tryst sae leal: I sal e'en fesh them hame till my halie hill, an' fu' blythe they sal be in my houss o' prayer; their burnt-offrans a', an' the beiss they fell, sal be a' taen weel on my autar thar: for that houss o' my ain, for the ilk ane, sal be ca'd the Houss o' Prayer.

[From Isaiah frae Hebrew intil Scottis, by P. Hately Waddell 1879 (Amazon US here; Amazon UK here)]



Responsorial Psalm
Psalm 66, 2-3, 5-6, 8.

GOD be gude till us; aye, an' be kind till us;
glint his face on us: Selah.
That yer gate may be kent on the yirth;
an' yer health amang a' the hethen.

Lat nieborly kins be blythe an' lilt:
for the folk ye sal right
i' the gate that 's straught;
an' the kins i' the lan', ye sal niebor them: Selah.

Lat the folk gie ye laud, O God;
lat the folk gie ye laud, the hail o' them.
God, he sal blythe-bid oursels ;
an' a' ends o' the yirth sal be fley'd o' him!


[From Psalm 67 in The Psalms: frae Hebrew intil Scottis by P. Hately Waddell (1891) here]


Second reading
Letter of St Paul to the Romans 11: 13-15, 29-32.

Bot I say to yow, hethinmen. For als lang as I am apostile of hethinmen, I sail honour my mynisterie, gif in ony maner I stere my flesch for to follow, and that I mak sum of thame saaf. For gif the lose of thame is the reconceling of the warld, quhat is the taking vp, bot lijf of deidmen?

And the giftis and the calling of God ar without forthinking.

And as sum tyme alsa ye beleuet nocht to God, bot now ye haue gettin mercy for the vnbeleue of thame; Sa and thir now beleue nocht into your mercy, that alsa thai get mercy. For God closit togiddir althingis in vnbeleue, that he haue mercy on alle.


[From The New Testament in Scots Murdoch Nisbet [c.1520] (1903) vol 2 here.]


Gospel reading
Matthew 15: 21-28

Then Jesus upt an left that place, an he went awa tae tha dïstrict roon Tyre an Sidon. An thïs Canaanite wumman frae thaim pairts cum tae hïm, cryin oot, "Loard, Sinn o Davit, hae peetie on me! Ma dochtèr ïs sufferin sumthin tarrible wi an ïll spïrit." Jesus niver saed a wurd. Sae hïs follaers cum tae hïm an plaidit wi hïm, "Senn hir awa, fer she's follaein iz an she'll no stap hir yellin oot." He saed bak, "A wus onlie sent tae tha loast sheep o tha Hoose o Israel." Tha wumman cum an got doon on hir knees afore hïm an she saed, "Loard, halp me!" "It ïsnae richt," saed he, "tae tak tha weans' breid an clod ït tae tha wee dugs." "Ay, Loard, that's richt," she saed, "but still wi aa, e'en tha wee dugs gits aitin tha crumbs that faa frae thair maïstèrs' boord!" Then Jesus saed bak tae hir, "Wumman, sitch an a faith ye hae! Ye'll het whut ye axt fer." An hir dochtèr got bettèr that verie oor.

(From Tha Fower Gospels  (2016) (Ulster-Scots), Ullans Press, ISBN: 978-1-905281-25-1, Amazon UK here,  Amazon US here.)






Saturday, 12 August 2017

Mass readings in Scots: Nineteenth Sunday of the Year (Year A)



Gospel reading
Matthew 14: 22-33


An’ straughtway Jesus gar’t his disciples get intil a ship, an’ gae afore him until the tither side, while he sendet the thrang awa. An’ whan he had sendet the thrang awa, he gaed up intil a mountain by himsel to pray: and whan the gloamin’ was come he was there alane. But the ship was now in the middle o’ the sea, tosset wi’ waves; for the win’ was contrair. An’ in the fourt’ watch o’ the nicht Jesus gaed until them, gangin’ on the sea. An’ whan the disciples saw him gangin’ on the sea, they were fleyed, sayin’, "It is a wraith;" an’ they screighet out for fear. But straughtway Jesus spak’ until them, sayin’, "Be o’ guid cheer; it is me; binna fleyed." An’ Peter answer’t him, an’ said, "Lord, gin it be thou, bid me come until thee on the water." An’ he said, "Come." An’ whan Peter was come doun out o’ the ship he gaed on the water to gang til Jesus. But whan he saw the win’ gousty, he was afear’t, an’, beginnin’ to sink, he criet, sayin’, "Lord, saufe me." An’ at ance Jesus raught furth his han’, an’ teuk hand o’ him, an’ said until him, "O thou o’ little faith, wharefore didst thou doubt?" An’ whan they were come intil the ship, the win’ ceaset. Syne they wha were in the ship cam’ an’ worshippet him, sayin’, "Verament thou art the Son o’ God."

(From The Gospel of St. Matthew, Translated Into Lowland Scotch, by George Henderson (1862) here

Monday, 7 August 2017

Dugald Stewart on St Augustine and Beauty

Dugald Stewart:
In the article Beau of the French Encyclopédie, mention is made of a treatise on the beautiful, by St Augustine, which is now lost. Some idea, however, we are told, may be formed of its contents from different passages scattered through his other writings. [Stewart in note: "Augustin [sic], in his Confessions, records the purport of his treatise, De Apto et Pulchro"] The idea here ascribed to St Augustine amounts to this, that the distinctive character of beauty is, that exact relation of parts of a whole to each other, which constitutes its unity.

[...]

Even in the works of nature, one of the chief sources of their Beauty to a philosophical eye, is the Unity of Design which they everywhere exhibit. -On the mind of St Augustine, who had been originally educated in the school of the Manicheans, this view of the subject might reasonably be expected to produce a peculiarly strong impression.

Dugald Stewart, vol 5 Collected Works, pp.453-4, 'Note QQ, (p358), Essay III, chap. 3 -The Beautiful and St Augustine' (1855) here


Commentary:

I excerpt this with no guarantee that it is an adequate representation of St Augustine's views (this seems to be the best way to explore that topic), but rather because I find it interesting in two ways:

a) as a matter of the history of ideas, it suggests the close link between the idea of God and the idea of the (albeit limited) rational comprehensibility of the universe that is key to a lot of Stewart's thought: the task of the philosopher is simply to discern the rules which God, as designer, has laid down without expecting fully to be able to discern the reasoning behind those rules. God as designer and knowledge as the discernment of the pattern of that design are fundamental to his thought. (So yet again, the importance of religion to the Scottish 'Enlightenment' is clear.)

b) as a matter of philosophy, it suggests the way that the arguments for the existence of God in natural theology need to be read in both directions: that (eg) the argument from design not only shows the existence of God, but the existence of God shows the correct way of seeing the world -of seeing it as designed/beautiful/unified.

Saturday, 5 August 2017

Mass readings in Scots: the Transfiguration of the Lord (Year A)



Gospel reading
Matthew 17:1-9

An’ efter sax days Jesus takith Peter, James, an’ John his brither, an’ bringith them up intill ane heich mountan fer outbye. An’ was transfiguret afore them: an’ his face did shine as the sun, an’ his yment was white as the licht: an’, behald, ther kythet untill them Moses an’ Elias ta’kin’ wi’ him. Than answiret Peter, an’ said untill Jesus, "Lord, it is guid for us til be here: gif thou wult, let us mak’ here three taabernacles; ane for thee, an’ ane for Moses, an’ ane for Elias." While he yet spak’, behald, ane sheen clud owerskaddowet them: an’, behald, ane voyce out o’ the clud, whilk said, "This is my belovet Son, inwham I am weel pleaset; hear ye him." An’ whan the discipels heard it, they fell on their face, an’ wer sair afearet. An’ Jesus cam’ an’ tuchet them, an’ said, "Ræise up, an’ bina fearet." An’ whan they had liftet up their eyne they saw nаe man, saufan Jesus onlie.
 
An’ as they cam’ doun frae the mountan, Jesus charget them, sayin’, "Tell the vesion til nae man, untill the Son o’ man be risen frae the deæd."
 
The Gospel of St. Matthew in Lowland Scotch, from the English Authorised Version. By H. S. Riddell (1856) here