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Matthew 2:2 - New Testament in Braid Scots 1904 (William Wye Smith)

2 And quoʼ they, “Whaur is he bidin that is caʼd King oʼ the Jews? for iʼ the East we saw his starn, and are come forrit to worship him.”

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Matthew 2:2
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But the King, hearin, was sair putten‐about; and aʼ Jerusalem wiʼ him.


“Tell ye Zionʼs dochter. Tak tent! thy King comes to thee, lowly, and ridin on an ass; and a cowt, the foal oʼ a toilin ass.”


And Jesus stude fornent the Governor. And the Governor speirʼt at him, “Are ye the King oʼ the Jews?” And Jesus said to him, “Ye hae said it.”


Sayin, “Blessed is the comin King, iʼ the name oʼ the Lord! In Heeven peace; and glorie iʼ the heighest height!”


“For thar is born tʼye this day, in Dauvidʼs toun, a Saviour, wha is the Anointit Lord.


And Pilate speirʼt at him, “Are ye the King oʼ the Jews?” And he, answerin him, says “Ye say it.”


And forby, thar was a writin inscribit aboon his heid, “This is the King oʼ the Jews!”


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


Tuik branches oʼ the palm‐trees, and gaed oot to meet him, and cryʼt oot, “Hosannah! Blessin on him wha comes iʼ the name oʼ the Lord! the King oʼ Israel!”


Quoʼ Pilate to him, “Are ye a King, than?” Jesus answerʼt, “Ye weel say I am a King. For this end was I born, and for this end cam I to the warld, to gie witness oʼ the truth. Ilka ane wha is oʼ the Truth hears my voice”


And forby, Pilate wrate a title, and pat it on the cross. Noo thar was putten onʼt, “Jesus the Nazarene, the King oʼ the Jews.”


And Tammas, answerin, said to him, “My Lord! and my God!”


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


And he cryʼt oot, “Lord, I believe!” and he worshippʼt him.


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!”


“I, Jesus, sent my Angel to witness to ye thir things iʼ the kirks. I am the rute and offshoot oʼ Dauvid; the bricht, the mornin starn.


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