Then Jesus saed tae hïs follaers, “If oniebodie wants tae follae eftèr me, he maun ferget aboot hissel aathegither, tak up hïs cross an stïck clase tae me.
An he wus still taakin, whaniver a bricht clood cum roon thaim, an a voice frae tha clood saed, “Thïs ïs ma Sinn that A love; wi hïm A'm weel plaised. Lïsten tae hïm!”
Jesus lukt at tha man wi love, an he toul hïm, “Yin thïng ye hinnae daen. Gae awa an sell aa ye hae, an gie tha siller tae tha puir. An ye'll hae walth ïn heiven. [An then tak up yer cross] an cum eftèr me.”
Then he caad tha crood thegither alang wi hïs follaers an saed, “If oniebodie's lukkin tae follae me, he maun ferget aboot hissel aathegither, tak up hïs cross an stïck clase tae me.
An he saed tae thaim aa, “If oniebodie wants tae follae eftèr me, he maun ferget aboot hissel aathegither, tak up hïs cross iverie day, an stïck clase tae me.
A hae ither sheep that daesnae belang tae thïs ree. A maun brïng thaim forbye. The'll tak heed o ma voice anaa, an thair wull be yin hirsle an yin shepherd.
Oniebodie that wants me as thair maistèr maun follae me; an whar A'm at, ye'll fin ma sarvint thonner forbye. Ma Faither wull gie honour tae hïm that sarves me.
Whaniver Jesus taakt agane wi tha fowk, he toul thaim, “A be tha licht o tha warl. Whaiver follaes me wull no waak ïn tha dairk onie mair, but the' wull hae tha licht o life.”