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Matthew 1:20 - New Testament in Braid Scots 1904 (William Wye Smith)

20 But as he had thir things in his mind, see! an Angel oʼ the Lord appearit till him by a dream, sayin, “Joseph, son oʼ Dauvid, binna feared to tak till ye yere wife, Mary; for that whilk is begotten in her is by the Holie Spirit.

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Matthew 1:20
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Noo the nativitie oʼ Jesus Christ was thisgate: whan his mither Mary was mairryʼt till Joseph, ʼor they cam thegither, she was fund wiʼ bairn oʼ the Holie Spirit.


And bein warned in a dream no to go back till Herod, they airtit their way to their ain kintra anither gate.


Noo whan they had gane, tak tent! an Angel oʼ the Lord appearʼt to Joseph by a dream, and quoʼ he, “Rise, tak till ye the wee bairn, and his mither, and flee intil Egypt, and bide ye thar till I tell ye; for Herod seeks the wee bairn to destroy him.”


But Herod deein, look! an Angel oʼ the Lord by dream appears to Joseph in Egypt.


But whan it was tellʼt him that Archelaus rang in Judea in the stead oʼ Herod his faither, he was fleyʼt to gang thar: but, being instruckit in a dream, he gaed intil the pairts oʼ Galilee:


And as he was on the Judgment‐seat, his wife sent till him, sayin, “Hae ye nocht to do wiʼ yon just man! for I hae dreeʼt mony things this day in a dream, on his accoont.”


But the angel, speaking to the weemen, said, “Be‐na ye fleyʼt! For I ken ye are seekin Jesus, the crucifyʼt.


And answerin, quoʼ the Angel to him, “I am Gabriel, that staun afore God! and I hae been sent te speak to ye, and to fesh ye thir gude tidins.


And Joseph, as weel, gaed up frae Galilee, oot oʼ the citie oʼ Nazareth, intil Judea, intil Dauvidʼs citie, whilk is caʼd Bethlehem; for that he was oʼ the hoose and stock oʼ Dauvid:


But the Angel oʼ the Lord, by nicht, cam and unsteekit the doors oʼ the toʼbooth, and feshʼt them oot, and said,


“Lat us rejoice, exultin, and gie laud to him; for the bridal oʼ the Lamb has come, and his bride has made hersel ready.


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