24 “And sae ilka ane hearin and performin thir sayins oʼ mine, sal be likenʼt till a wyss man, wha biggit his hoose on the rock.
“For wha sal do the wull oʼ my Faither Aboon, he is my brither, and sister, and mither!”
“And I say tʼye, ye are a Rockman; and on this Rock wull I bigg my kirk; and the yetts oʼ Hell sal nevir owercome it!
“Wha than is the wyss and leal servant, wham his maister has putten ower his hoosehauld, to gie them their providin at due times?
“And fyve oʼ them war unco witless, and fyve war wyss.
“But the wyss took ulyie iʼ their pouries, wiʼ their lamps.
“But the wyss answerʼt, and quoʼ they, ‘Aiblins thar wadna be eneuch for us and you; but raither gang ye to thae that sell, and seek for yersels.’
“And the rain fell, and the spate cam, and the winʼs blew and stormed again that hoose; and it fell‐na, for it stude siccar on the rock!
“And ilka ane wha hears and dis‐na thir sayins oʼ mine, sal be like till a sumph wha biggit his hoose on the sand:
But he said, “Aye, raither, ‘Weel wiʼ thae that hear Godʼs word, and nourice it!’ ”
“Gin ye ken thir things, happy are ye to be doin them!
“Gin ye loʼe me, keep my commauns!
“And gin ye keep my commauns, ye sal bide in my love; eʼen as I, keepin my Faitherʼs commauns, bide aye in his love.
“Noo ye are my freends, gin ye do my commauns.
For it isna thae that hear the law that staun richt wiʼ God; but thae wha do the law sal be appruvʼd.
And in siclike we ken that we hae come to ken him, gin we keep his commauns.