At siccan times as they may be sayin, “Peace and safety”; than, oʼ a suddaintie, destruction comes on them — as birth‐pangs on a bearin wumman — and in naegate may they escape.
“For ye are sayin: ‘Rich am I; and hae rowth oʼ plenishin, and want nocht!’ and divna ken that ye are the waesome ane, and miserable; and in need, and blinʼ, and nakit.