1 Richt at tha stairt, ye haed tha Wurd. Tha Wurd wus thair alang wi God, an tha Wurd wus God.
“A virgin wull cairrie a wean, a sinn, an whan he's boarn, he'll be caad Immanuel” - mainin “God ïs wi iz.”
An the' spent aa thair time laudin an blissin ïn tha Hoose o God.
Tha Wurd cum tae be flesh an bluid an leeved amang iz. We hae saa hïs glorie, tha glorie o tha Yin an Ainlie that cum frae tha Faither, fu o grace an truith.
Naebodie haes iver saen God; ït ïs God's yae Sinn, wha bides ïn tha hairt o tha Faither, that haes showed hïm tae fowk.
He wus thair alang wi God richt frae tha stairt.
Ay, A hae cum frae tha Faither ïntae tha warl; noo A'm leain tha warl an gaun bak tae tha Faither.”
An noo, Faither, brïng me up ïntae tha glorie A haed wi ye afore tha warl begun.”
Tammas saed til hïm, “Ma Loard an ma God!”
“A'm tellin ye tha truith,” answert Jesus, “afore iver Abraham wus boarn, A be!”