And quoʼ he till him, “Gin ye be Godʼs Son, cast yersel ower; for it is putten‐doon, ‘Till his Angels sal he gie chairge anent ye; and on their hauns sal they haud ye up, that ye clour‐na yere fit again a stane!’ ”
And the demons too war gaun forth oʼ mony — cryin oot and sayin, “Ye are the Son oʼ God!” And he rebukit them; and allowʼt‐them‐na to speak; for they kent he was the Messiah.
But seeinʼ Jesus, he cryʼt oot, and fell doon afore him, and wiʼ a soondin voice cryʼt, “What hae I to dae wiʼ thee, Jesus! Son oʼ God Maist Heigh! I entreat thee, torment‐me‐na!”