“Faither, I wad mair, that they wham thou gies me, soud be wiʼ me whaur I bide; that they may set een on my glorie whilk thou has gien me; for thou loʼed me ʼor the fundation oʼ the yirth.
And no to be conform to this warld, but to be transformed by the renewin oʼ yere mind, that ye may pit to the prufe what is Godʼs gude, and perfete, and acceptable wull.
And I saw anither, a michty Angel, comin doon oot oʼ Heeven, clad wiʼ a clud; and a rainbow on his heid; and his face as the sun, and his feet as lowin pillars.