Acause o thïs, on your heids wull faa tha bluid o aa tha upricht fowk that haes iver bin spïllt on tha irth, frae tha kïllin o that guid man Abel tae tha kïllin o Zechariah sinn o Barachiah - hïm that ye murdèred ïn tha Hoose o God atween tha Halie o Halies an tha althar.
Noo, tha day tha Jews sent preeshts an Levites frae Jerusalem tae ax Jhone wha he wus, here ïs whut he saed tae thaim. He wus aye apen aboot ït, an toul thaim strecht, “A'm no tha Christ.”
That's fer why tha Jews ettled aa tha mair tae kïll hïm, no jist fer brekkin tha Sabbath, but forbye he wus caain God hïs ain Faither, an pittin hissel on a level wi God.