The MacRae Grace ©
The Scattered Children of Kintail
In fortitude they never fail,
We celebrate our family ties
In God our faith it never dies.
Our prayers are all for you divine
For we all share a common line,
The food that we will all consume
In grace, our name, dear Lord entwine.
Tradition claims our right to pray
We all stand up; it is our way,
Sitting down we sing your praise.
Dear Lord, your name, we all embrace.