7 Pit yersels, than, aneath God; but staun up again Sautan, and he wull flee frae ye.
“Tak my yoke upon ye, and learn ye oʼ me: for I am meek and lown‐heartit, and ye sal finʼ rest tae yer sauls.
“Wharfor, King Agrippa, I wasna dour anent the heevenlie vision:
“But rise ye, and gang ye intil the citie, and it sal be tellʼt ye what ye are to do.”
For, no takin to them Godʼs richtousness — and aye seekin to up‐bigg their ain richtousness, they didna gie in to the richtousness oʼ God.
For it is putten‐doon: “As I leeve, says the Lord, ‘To me sal lout ilka knee, and to God sal ilka tongue confess!’ ”
And gie nae fit‐stance tae Sautan.
Pittin yersels aneath ane anither, in the fear oʼ Christ.
Whaur‐for tak to ye the hail graith oʼ God, that ye be strang to withstaun iʼ the ill day; and, haein dune aʼ things, to staun.
And mair: faithers oʼ oor flesh had we to exerceese us, and we gied them reverence; sal‐we‐na muckle raither submit oorsels to the Faither oʼ oor spirits, and leeve?
Obey‐ye aʼ human ordinances, for the Lordʼs sake; gin it be to a Sovereign, as ower aʼ,
Lout yersels doon than, under the michty haun oʼ God, that he may raise ye up in due time.