6 Then Simon Petèr, that wus behin hïm, got thair an went strecht ïntae tha tomb. He saa tha strïps o linen lyin thonner,
“Ye wudnae be yin o hïs follaers, wud ye?” tha sarvin lass on tha dure axt Petèr. He answert, “Na, A'm no.”
He stoopit doon an keekt ïn at tha linen claiths lyin thair, but he dïdnae gan ïnbye.
forbye tha buryin cloot that haed bin roon Jesus's heid. But tha cloot wus lapt up bi ïtsel, awa frae tha linen.
An then tha follaer that Jesus loved saed tae Petèr, “It's tha Loard, sae ït ïs!” Tha mïnit Simon Petèr heerd hïm say, “It's tha Loard,” he lapt hïs ooter claes roon hissel - fer he haed taen thaim aff fer fïshin - an he lep ïntae tha wattèr.