And whan the sun was settin aʼ the folk, as mony as had sick anes wiʼ ony kind oʼ illness, brocht them till him, and he laid hauns on them, and healed them.
Sae, than, I am content in weaknesses, in skaithins, in necessities, in persecutions, in stretts — on behauf oʼ Christ; for whan I mysel am weak, than am I stieve!