Luke 18:23 - New Testament in Braid Scots 1904 (William Wye Smith)

²³ But he, hearin thir things, gaed awa dowie; for he was unco rich.

Luke 18:23 Iomraidhean Croise

Matthew 19:22

But whan the young man heard that sayin, he gaed awa dowie; for he had great estates.

Mark 10:22

But dule cam on him at that sayin; and he gaed his ways sorrowfuʼ; for he was haudin great estates.

Luke 12:15

And he said to them aʼ, “Tak tent, and keep yersels frae being sellie; for a manʼs life disna bide in his haddin or his gear.”

Luke 18:22

And, listenin to him, Jesus said, “Ae thing, yet, dae ye want! Sell ye aʼ things that ye hae, and divide wiʼ the needy, and yeʼse hae gude gear in Heeven! And come! follow ye me!”

Luke 18:24

And Jesus, behauldin him, that he was unco dowie, said, “Wiʼ whatna strivin sal they that hae riches, enter intil Godʼs Kingdom!

Luke 19:8

But, staunin afore him, Zaccheus said, “Lord! I gie the hauf oʼ my gear to the puir; and gin frae ony ane I hae taen by fause dealin, I gie him back fowr‐fauld!”

Luke 21:34

“But tak ye tent to yere sels! that yere hearts be‐na owercome wiʼ debauch and druckenness, and fash aboot this life, and that day come on ye aʼ at ance, as a snare.

Luke 8:14

“And thir that fell amang the thorns, are they that hear; and as they gang on their way, are smoorʼd wiʼ cark and care, and the gear and the joys oʼ this life, and bring nae frute to the ripenin.

Ephesians 5:5

For this ye ken, and tak tent! that nae lecherous ane, nor unclean person, nor covetous man (wha is an eidol‐worshipper!) has ony pairt iʼ the kingdom oʼ Christ and God.

Philippians 3:8

But, in truth, doubtless I am esteemin aʼ things to be loss, for the unco preciousness oʼ the lear oʼ Jesus Christ my Lord; for wham I sufferʼt the loss oʼ aʼ things, and coont them as midden‐orts, that I may win Christ,

Colossians 3:5

Slay, than, yere members, as to things on the yirth: lachery, impurity, passion, base desires, and greed, whilk is eidol‐servin.

1 John 2:15

Love‐ye‐na the world, nor yet the things iʼ the world; gin ony ane is lovinʼ the warld, the love oʼ the Faither isna in him.