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Matthew 4:11 - New Testament in Braid Scots 1904 (William Wye Smith)

11 Than the deevil quats him; and lo! the Angels cam to serʼ him.

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Matthew 4:11
13 Iomraidhean Croise  

“Think‐ye‐na that I coud pray my Faither, and he soud send me mair nor twalʼ legions oʼ Angels?


And quoʼ he till him, “Gin ye be Godʼs Son, cast yersel ower; for it is putten‐doon, ‘Till his Angels sal he gie chairge anent ye; and on their hauns sal they haud ye up, that ye clour‐na yere fit again a stane!’ ”


And he was iʼ the muirlands forty days, tempit oʼ Sautan; and he was wiʼ the wild beasts; and the Angels waitit on him.


And thar appearʼt till him an Angel frae Heeven, giean him strenth.


“Thoʼ I was wiʼ ye iʼ the Temple, day by day, ye raxt oot nae hauns again me. But this is yere ʼoor, and the pooer oʼ darkness.”


And, endinʼ aʼ his temptations, the deevil depairtit frae him till anither time.


“And frae this on, Iʼll no say muckle to ye: for this warldʼs Prince comes; but has nae haud oʼ me!


And, ayont aʼ doot, great is the mysterie oʼ godliness! He was made kent iʼ the flesh, declarʼt richtous by the Spirit, seen oʼ Angels, was preached amang the nations, was lippened on iʼ the warld, was taen up in glorie!


Are‐na they aʼ waitin spirits, sent oot to wait on thae that sal inherit salvation?


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!”


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