And the folk war staunin, lookin on. And the Rulers war jeerin, sayin, “He rescued ithers; lat him rescue his selʼ! gin he be the Anointit, Godʼs chosen Ane!”
Nane‐the‐less, eʼen amang the Heigh‐priests, a hantle believed on him; but being fleyʼt oʼ the Pharisees, they didna own him, for fear they soud be putten oot oʼ the Kirk.
“For they oʼ Jerusalem, and their rulers, kennin naither him nor the words oʼ the prophets that are read ilka Sabbath‐day, they hae eʼen fulfillʼt them in condemnin him.