“He saved ithers,” the' saed, “but he cannae save hissel! Is he no tha Kïng o Israel? Then jist let hïm cum doon aff tha cross, an we'll believe ïn hïm!
Thïs Christ, thïs kïng o Israel, shud cum doon aff that cross noo! Then we'll believe!” An tha twa that wus crucyfied alang wi Jesus hurlt abuse at hïm forbye.
Tha angel toul hir, “Tha Halie Spïrit an tha pooer o God wull cum doon on ye. An sae tha wean boarn tae ye wull be halie, an wull be caad tha Sinn o God.
Lukkin roon, Jesus saa thaim cumin eftèr hïm an axt, “Whut dae yis want?” “Rabbi” the' saed ('Rabbi' stans fer ‘Dominie’), “whar ir ye stappin thenicht?”
“Sae ye wud be a kïng, then!” saed Pilate. Jesus answert, “Ye'r richt eneuch sayin A'm a kïng. As a mettèr o fect, tha raison A wus boarn, an fer why A cum ïntae tha warl, wus tae gie wutness tae tha truith. Iveriebodie that's on fer tha truith taks tent o whut A say.”