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Matthew 22:44 - New Testament in Braid Scots 1904 (William Wye Smith)

44 “ ‘Jehovah said to my Lord, Sit thou on my richt haun, till I mak thy faes thy fit‐brod.’

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Matthew 22:44
20 Iomraidhean Croise  

“Seeing Dauvid caʼs him ‘Lord,’ hoo is he his son?”


Jesus says to him, “Ye hae said it! Natheless, I say tʼye, here‐eftir sal ye see the Son oʼ Man seatit at the richt haun oʼ pooer, and cominʼ iʼ the cluds oʼ Heeven!”


Sae than the Lord Jesus, eftir he had spoken to them, was taʼen up till Heeven, and sat doon on the richt haun oʼ God:


“ ‘But they, my faes, wha wadna hae me to be made King ower them, fesh ye here, and slay them afore me!’ ”


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


To the Kirk oʼ God, sanctifyʼt in Christ Jesus, whilk is in Corinth, caʼd as saunts; wiʼ aʼ that caʼ on the name oʼ oor Lord Jesus Christ in aʼ places, their Lord and oors;


For he maun rule till whatna time as he has putten aʼ his faes aneath his feet.


But, in truth, doubtless I am esteemin aʼ things to be loss, for the unco preciousness oʼ the lear oʼ Jesus Christ my Lord; for wham I sufferʼt the loss oʼ aʼ things, and coont them as midden‐orts, that I may win Christ,


But to whilk ane oʼ the Angels has he said at ony time, “Sit thou at my richt haun, till I mak thy faes the fit‐brod oʼ thy feet?”


Wha, bein the radiant brichtness oʼ glorie, and a perfete likeness oʼ his sel, and uphaudin aʼ things by the word oʼ his pooer — haen made a purifyin oʼ oor sins — sat doon on the richt haun oʼ the Majestie on Heigh;


Lookin‐awa till oor Leader?-?Prince and Perfeter, Jesus; wha for the joy held afore him, tholed the cross, and lichtlied the shame; and on Godʼs richt haun has taen his seat.


And I saw the beast, and the kings oʼ the yirth, and their hosts, gaitherʼt thegither to war wiʼ him that sat on the horse, and wiʼ his airmy.


Lean sinn:

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