“Tent ye, my Servant, my Chosen, my Beloved! My saul is weel‐pleased in him. I wull lay my Spirit on him, and he sal schaw true judgment to the nations.
Whiles he was speakin, lo! a clud oʼ brichtness cam ower them; and a voice cam oot oʼ the clud, sayin, “This is my Son! the Beloved, wham I delicht in! Hear ye till him!”
And the Holie Spirit cam doon in bodily form like a doo upon him; and a voice cam oot oʼ the heevens, “Thou art my Son, the Beloved Ane; in Thee I delicht!”
For whan he was gien frae God the Faither honor and glorie, and a voice cam to him frae that glorious splendor, “This is my Son, the Beloved Ane, in wham I delicht!”
And I heard a voice oot oʼ Heeven, as the soondin oʼ mony watirs, as an unco voice oʼ thunner; and the voice that I heard was as oʼ harpers, soondin on their harps.