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Matthew 21:41 - New Testament in Braid Scots 1904 (William Wye Smith)

41 They say to him, “Unco destruction sal he bring on thae wicked men; and wull lat oot the vine‐yaird to ither crofters, wha wull render him the frutes iʼ their seasons!”

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Matthew 21:41
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“And whan the time oʼ frutinʼ drew nar, he sent his servants to the crofters to receive his frutes.


“Whan, tharfor, the laird oʼ the vine‐yaird sal come, what wull he do to thae crofters?”


“Tharfor say I tʼye, The Kingdom oʼ God sal be taʼen awa frae ye, and gien till a nation bringin forth the frutes oʼt.


“Whase fanner is in his neive, and heʼse scour‐oot his threshin‐flair, and gaither his wheat intil his girnal; but the cauff wull he burn in nevir‐endin lowe!”


“He wull come, and mak an end oʼ thae gairdeners; and wull gie the vine‐yaird to ithers!” But whan they heard it, they cryʼt, “Lat it no sae be!”


But eftir a hantle oʼ quaistenin, Peter, staunin up, says to them: “Men! brethren! Ye aʼ ken weel, that, a gey while syne, God made wale amang us, that the Gentiles frae my mooth soud hear the Blythe‐message, and believe.


But as they set theirsels to oppose and revile, shakin oot his raiment, he said to them, “Yere blude be on yere ain heid; I am clear! Frae this oot I gang to the Gentiles!”


“Be it kent to ye, than, that this salvation oʼ God is offerʼt to the nations; and they wull hear it!”


But sae it was, that Publiusʼ faither was ill oʼ a fivver and a bludie lax; and Paul, comin in, laid his hauns on him and prayed, and healed him.


And wad hinner us frae speakin to the Nations that they micht be saved, to fill up their ain sins aye; for wrath is comin on them to the hinner end oʼt.


Tak ye tent that ye rejeck‐na him that speaks! for gin they escapʼt?-?na wha rejeckit him wha on yirth was warnin them, hoo muckle less sal we escape, gin we turn oorsels awa frae him wha warns us frae Heeven!


Hoo sal we ʼscape, gif we gie the gang‐by to sae great a salvation; whilk in truth, begude to be spoken throwe the Lord by they wha heard, and to us was made siccar:


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