3 An the' kep cumin up tae hïm tae jeer at hïm, “Lang leeve tha Kïng o tha Jews!” An the' skelpt hïm on tha face.
Sae Judas gaed strecht up tae Jesus, an he saed, “Greetins, Rabbi!” an he kïsst hïm.
an then the' plettit thoarns thegither tae mak a croon, an the' set ït on hïs heid. The' püt a stav ïn hïs richt han an the' got doon on thair knees afore hïm, mockin hïm an sayin, “Lang leeve tha Kïng o tha Jews!”
An the' begoud tae salute hïm, cryin oot, “Lang leeve tha Kïng o tha Jews!”
Tha angel saed til hir, “Fair faa ye, blisst amang weemen, tha Loard ïs wi ye.”
Whaniver Jesus saed that, yin o tha gairds got ang'rie an he hut hïm on tha face. “Dïnnae taak bak tae tha Heich Preesht laik that!” qo he.
Wi that Pilate went bak ben tha palace, sent fer Jesus, an axt hïm, “Ir you tha Kïng o tha Jews?”