“And he, cryin oot, said ‘Faither Abraʼm! hae mercie on me, and send ye Lazarus, sae as he may pit the tip oʼ his fingʼer in watir, and cule my tongue; for I am in anguish in this lowe!’
“Bring ye than forth frutes fit for repentance; and begin‐na to say wiʼ yersels, ‘We hae a faither, eʼen Abraʼm!’ For say I tʼye, that God coud raise up oʼ thae stanes bairns till Abraʼm!
Sae it is oʼ faith, that it may be by favor, in order that the promise may be siccar till aʼ the seed: no to that oʼ the law only, but eke to that oʼ the Abrʼam‐faith, wha is the great heid oʼ us aʼ;