1. My lips today refused all but to speak
Of glad tidings, though who itโs for I do not know
ูก. ุฃูุจูุช ุดูููุชุงูู ุงููููู
ู ุฅูููุง ุชููููููู
ุงู
ุจูุดูุฑูู ููู
ุง ุฃูุฏุฑู ููู
ูู ุฃููุง ูุงุฆูููู
2. I see a face, one marred by God in its making
Ugly in visage, ugly in the one who bears it
ูข. ุฃูุฑู ูููู ููุฌูุงู ุดูููููู ุงููููู ุฎูููููู
ููููุจููุญู ู
ูู ููุฌูู ููููุจููุญู ุญุงู
ูููู