44 And it was aboot twal oʼclock; and a mirk cam ower aʼ the lanʼ till thrie oʼclock.
Noo, frae the ʼoor oʼ twalʼ, thar was black mirk ower aʼ the kintra, to the ʼoor oʼ thrie.
And the tombs war openʼt; and a hantel oʼ the bodies oʼ the saunts wha had faun asleep, raise;
Noo the Captain wha stude nar, fornent him, seein he sae cryʼt oot and expirʼt, said, “Truly, this man was Godʼs Son!”
And it was the preparation‐day oʼ the Pasche, and aboot the saxt ʼoor oʼ the day; and quoʼ he to the Jews, “Look at yere King!”
“ ‘The sun sal turn to mirkness, and the mune to blude, afore the comin oʼ the day oʼ the Lord — the great and notable day!