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Luke 2:13 - New Testament in Braid Scots 1904 (William Wye Smith)

13 And aʼ at ance there was wiʼ the Angel a thrang oʼ Heevenʼs host, praisin God, and sayin,

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Luke 2:13
18 Iomraidhean Croise  

“Eʼen sae, I say tʼye, sal thar be joy amang the Angels oʼ God ower ae sinner repentin.”


“And here is the token for ye: yeʼse finʼ the bairn rowʼt in a barrie‐coat, lyin in a manger.”


“Glorie to God iʼ the heighest heights, and on the yirth peace! Gude wull to men!”


Sae that noo micht be made kent to heevenlie pooers and authorities throwe the Kirk, the mony‐fauld wisdom oʼ God.


And, ayont aʼ doot, great is the mysterie oʼ godliness! He was made kent iʼ the flesh, declarʼt richtous by the Spirit, seen oʼ Angels, was preached amang the nations, was lippened on iʼ the warld, was taen up in glorie!


Are‐na they aʼ waitin spirits, sent oot to wait on thae that sal inherit salvation?


Till wham it was made kent, that no to theirsels, but to you they war bringin them; whilk things e‐noo are reportit to ye throwe thae wha deliverʼt the Blythe‐Message to ye, iʼ the Holie Spirit sent doon frae heeven; intil whilk things the Angels wad fain obteen a narer view.


And I saw, and I heard as a voice oʼ mony Angels, roond aboot the Thron, and oʼ the leevin‐anes, and oʼ the Elders; and their number was myriads of myriads, and thoosands oʼ thoosands.


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