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Matthew 9:6 - New Testament in Braid Scots 1904 (William Wye Smith)

6 “But sae as ye may ken the Son oʼ Man has authoritie on the yirth to forgie sins, (quoʼ he till the ane wiʼ a stroke,) Rise ye, tak up yere bed, and gang yere ways till yere ain hoose!”

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Matthew 9:6
24 Iomraidhean Croise  

And the sough oʼ him gaed oot intil aʼ Syria: and they feshʼt till him aʼ wha war ill wiʼ aʼ diseases and pains, and thae possessʼt wiʼ demons, and dementit, and that had a stroke: and he healed them.


Jesus said till him, “The tods hae holes, and the birdies oʼ the lift hae nests; but the Son oʼ Man hasna whaur his heid may lie!”


And behauld! they war bringin till him a man doon wiʼ a stroke, lyin on a couch: and Jesus, seein their aefauldness says tae the man, “Bairn, be oʼ gude heart; yere sins are forgien ye!”


“Whilk is easier to say, ‘Yere sins are forgien!’ or to say, ‘Rise ye, and walk?’


And he, risin up, gaed awa till his ain hoose.


“But that ye may ken the Son oʼ Man has pooer on the yirth to forgie sins” — (he says to the paralytic),


“Hoo isʼt that this ane speaks sae? He blasphemes! Wha can forgie sins, an it be‐na God?”


And the Writers and the Pharisees begude to dispute, “Wha is this utterin profaneness? Wha can forgie sins but God allenar?”


“And I wull gie Eternal Life to them, and nane sal rive them oot oʼ my haun.


“Eʼen as thou hast gien him authoritie ower aʼ leevin, that he micht gie Life‐for‐Aye till as mony as thou hast gien him.


“And has gien to him pooer to gie judgment as weel, for that he is the Son oʼ Man.


Quoʼ Jesus to him, “Up! tak up yere couch, and gang!”


“Him has God upliftit at his richt haun, to be a Prince and a Saviour, to gie repentance to Israʼl, and remission oʼ sins.


And Peter says to him, “Eneas! Jesus the Christ heals ye! Rise, and mak yere bed!” And he raise at ance.


Noo, to ane ye forgie ocht, I too! for eʼen I — what I hae forgien — whaur I forgie ocht — for your sakes I forgie it, afore Christ.


For Christ, than, are we Envoys, as gin God war entreatin throwe us: we beseech, for Christ, “Be ye reconcilʼt to God!”


And be ye gracious ane till anither, eʼen as God in Christ forgaʼe you.


Tholin ane‐anither, in tenderness forgiean ane‐anither, gin aiblins ony ane has a compleent again ony; eʼen as the Lord oot oʼ love forgae you, sae do ye.


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