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Luke 5:30 - New Testament in Braid Scots 1904 (William Wye Smith)

30 And the Pharisees and their Writers war yammerin at his disciples, sayin, “Hoo isʼt that ye eat and drink wiʼ tax‐men and reprobates?”

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Luke 5:30
16 Iomraidhean Croise  

“For gin ye but loʼe whaur thar is love till yersel, whaur is yere meed? divna eʼen the reivin tax‐men do the same?


And whan the Pharisees saw that, quoʼ they till his disciples, “Hoo isʼt that yere maister taks meat wiʼ tax‐folk and ill‐deedie anes?”


And they followʼt him, eʼen the Scribes and the Pharisees; and whan they saw he was eatin wiʼ sinners and tax‐men, said to his disciples, “He eats and drinks wiʼ sinners and tax‐men!”


For the Pharisees, and aʼ the Jews, gin they wesh‐na their hauns religiously, eat‐na; haudin fast the traditions oʼ the Elders.


And he said to him, “What was ye speirin at them aboot?”


“The Pharisee, takin his staun, prayed sae by his sel — ‘Lord! I thank thee I am‐na like the lave oʼ men, extortioners, ill‐deedie anes, adulterers — or eʼen as this tax‐man!


And aʼ saw it; and they war mutterin, sayin, “He has gane wiʼ a sinner to bide!”


And it cam aboot on ane oʼ thae days, that he was teachin, and thar war sittin Pharisees and Writers, wha war come oot oʼ ilka toun oʼ Galilee and Judea, and Jerusalem; and the Lordʼs pooer was thar to heal them.


And the Writers and the Pharisees begude to dispute, “Wha is this utterin profaneness? Wha can forgie sins but God allenar?”


“The Son oʼ Man is come, eatin and drinkin; and ye say, ‘See! a man oʼ gluttony, and a wine‐tippler; a freend oʼ tax‐men and the ill‐deedie!’


But the Pharisee wha had bidden him, seein it, spak till his sel: “This ane, gin he war a prophet, wad hae taen tent wha and oʼ whatna sort this wumman is that touches him — that she is a bad ane.”


And thar raise a great cry: and a wheen oʼ the Writers oʼ the Phariseesʼ pairt raise, and contendit, sayin, “We finʼ naething wrang wiʼ this man: aiblins a spirit spak to him; or an Angel!”


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