“A like ma fiddle an’ jolly songs on a week day; but on the Sabawth A’ want no jigs an’ lilts in the house o’ God. Gie’ me then the old twelve sacred tunes o Dahvid, as well as the old Psalms! They were good enough for the fathers, an’ they’re good enough for me. The martyrs sang them in their kirks, an’ made the wild heathered moors echo with ‘em when they were driven to the hills in the killin’ times…"
Saturday, October 01, 2016
Posted by Mark Thompson at Saturday, October 01, 2016