Conventicle at Drumclog in 2006

"It was on a fair Sabbath morning on 1st June, of A.D. 1679, that an assembly of Covenanters sat down on the heathy mountains of Drumclog. We had assembled not to fight, but to worship the God of our fathers. We were far from the tumult of cities. The long dark heath waved around us; and we disturbed no living creatures, saving the pees-weep and the heather-cock. As usual, we had come armed. It was for self-defence. For desperate and ferocious bands made bloody raids through the country, and, pretending to put down treason, they waged war against religion and morals. They spread ruin and havoc over the face of bleeding Scotland."

It was on a fair Sabbath morning on 3rd June, of A.D. 2006, that an assembly of Covenanters sat down on the heathy mountains of Drumclog. We had assembled not to fight, but to worship the God of our fathers. We were far from the tumult of cities. The long dark heath waved around us; and we disturbed no living creatures, saving the pees-weep and the heather-cock. As usual, we were not armed, save for our bibles. For this is peacetime and we had come to honour our forefathers who fought for our freedom to worship on this sacred gound.

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	Conventicle at Drumclog in 2006
	"It was on a fair Sabbath morning on 1st June, of A.D. 1679, that an assembly of Covenanters sat down on the heathy mountains of Drumclog. We had assembled not to fight, but to worship the God of our fathers. We were far from the tumult of cities. The long dark heath waved around us; and we disturbed no living creatures, saving the pees-weep and the heather-cock. As usual, we had come armed. It was for self-defence. For desperate and ferocious bands made bloody raids through the country, and, pretending to put down treason, they waged war against religion and morals. They spread ruin and havoc over the face of bleeding Scotland." It was on a fair Sabbath morning on 3rd June, of A.D. 2006, that an assembly of Covenanters sat down on the heathy mountains of Drumclog. We had assembled not to fight, but to worship the God of our fathers. We were far from the tumult of cities. The long dark heath waved around us; and we disturbed no living creatures, saving the pees-weep and the heather-cock. As usual, we were not armed, save for our bibles. For this is peacetime and we had come to honour our forefathers who fought for our freedom to worship on this sacred gound. Photograph supplied by George Russell, 3rd June 2006. Covenanter's flag • The worshippers in front of the memorial • More