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Mark 12:6 - New Testament in Braid Scots 1904 (William Wye Smith)

6 “Yet had he ane, a tenderly?-?loʼed son: he sent him last to them, sayin, ‘They will honor my son!’

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Mark 12:6
32 Iomraidhean Croise  

“Tak tent! a maiden sal be wiʼ bairn, and sal bring forth a son; and they wull caʼ his name Emmanuel,” whilk is, translatit, “God wiʼ us.”


“Aʼ things are gien to me oʼ my Faither. And nane weel‐kens the Son but the Faither allenarlie, and nane weel‐kens the Faither but only the Son, and he the Son wull schaw him till.


Whiles he was speakin, lo! a clud oʼ brichtness cam ower them; and a voice cam oot oʼ the clud, sayin, “This is my Son! the Beloved, wham I delicht in! Hear ye till him!”


But Jesus was silent. And the Heigh‐priest said, “I adjure ye by the Leevin God, that ye tell us gin ye be The Anointit, the Son oʼ God?”


And tak tent! a voice oot oʼ the lift, sayin, “This is my Son, my Beloved, in wham I delicht!”


And a voice cam frae Aboon, “Thou art the Beloved, My Son; in Thee I delicht!”


“And again he sent anither; and him they slew; and mony mair; whiles dingin them, and whiles slayin them.


“But thae crofters coonsellʼt amang their sels, ‘This is the heir! Come awa! lat us kill him; and we may seize on his hame‐haddin!’


And thar cam a clud ower‐shadin them; and a voice spak oot oʼ the clud, “This is my Son! The Beloved! Hear ye till him!”


And the Holie Spirit cam doon in bodily form like a doo upon him; and a voice cam oot oʼ the heevens, “Thou art my Son, the Beloved Ane; in Thee I delicht!”


And a voice cam oot oʼ the clud, “This is my Son, the Chosen Ane! Hear ye him!”


And the Word becam flesh, and forgatherʼt wiʼ us, (and we eʼen saw his glorie, as oʼ the only begotten oʼ the Faither!) fuʼ oʼ tenderness and truth.


“Nae manʼs sel has eʼer seen God! The only begotten Son, lyin in his Faitherʼs bosom, schaws him to us.”


“And I sawʼt, and testifyʼt that this is Godʼs Son!”


Nathaniel cryʼt oot, “Maister, Ye are Godʼs Son! Ye are Israʼlʼs King!”


“The Faither loʼes his Son; and gies aʼ things intil his hauns.


“Sae that aʼ men soud gie honor to the Son, eʼen as they gie honor to the Faither.


But at sic a time again as he soud send the First‐Begotten into the warld, he says, “And lat aʼ the Angels worship him!”


And sae was made to be seen the love oʼ God in us, that God sent oot his only‐begotten Son into the warld, that we micht leeve throwe him.


The Elder tae Gaius the weel‐loʼed, wham I loʼe truly.


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