17 Jedus mek ansa say, “Oona people yah wa lib een dis time ain got no fait! Oona ain ondastan nottin. Hommuch mo longa A gwine haffa pit op wid oona?” Den e tell de man say, “Bring ya son yah.”
Jedus know wa dey da say, so e aks um say, “Hoccome oona da taak ta one noda, da warry cause oona ain got no bread? Oona ain bleebe pon me haadly tall!
God de one dat gii cloes ta de wile grass. An dat grass dey taday an e gone demarra. People cut um down an bun um op. Ef God dress op de wile grass like dat, fa true e gwine do way mo den dat fa mek sho ya hab cloes fa weah. Sho nuff, oona ain bleebe God wid all oona haat!
Jedus ansa say, “Hoccome oona so scaid? Oona ain got bot jes a leeleetle fait een me!” Den Jedus git op an e chaage de big wind an de swellin wata. Jes den ebryting calm right down.
Atta dat, Jedus come ta de leben ciple wen dey beena nyam. E buke um cause dey ain been bleebe dat e da lib, an cause dey been too haad head fa bleebe dem people wa done been shim atta e done git op fom mongst de dead people an lib gin.
Jedus ansa um say, “Oona people wa lib een dis time ain got no fait! How long A haffa be dey wid oona? How long A gwine haffa pit op wid oona? Bring de boy ta me!”
Jedus mek ansa say, “Oona people yah wa lib een dis time ain got no fait! Oona ain ondastan nottin. Hommuch mo longa A gwine haffa pit op wid oona?” Den e tell de man say, “Bring ya son yah.”
Den Jedus tell Thomas say, “Tek ya finga an tetch me two han an look pon um good. Scretch out ya han an pit um een me side. Mus dohn doubt no mo. Bleebe pon me!”