Ma Faither haes gien aa thïngs ower tae me, an naebodie unnèrstans tha Sinn apairt frae tha Faither, an naebodie unnèrstans tha Faither apairt frae tha Sinn, an whaiver tha Sinn wants tae reveal hïm tae.
O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, you that kïll tha proaphits an stane thaim that's sent tae ye, monies tha time A wantit tae gether yer weans thegither, laik a hen gethers hir lachter o wee burds unnèr hir wïngs, but yis wudnae let me!
Ma Faither haes gien aa thïngs ower tae me, an naebodie kens wha tha Sinn raelie ïs apairt frae tha Faither, an naebodie fu kens tha Faither apairt frae tha Sinn, an whaiver tha Sinn wants tae reveal hïm tae.”
But Jesus cum bak wi thïs: “Tha mair A gie ma ain testimonie, ma testimonie stans, fer A ken whar A cum frae an whar A'm gaun. But yous hae nae notion o whar A hae cum frae, or whar A'm gaun.
“A hae monies a thïng A cud say aboot yis, an tae condemn yis wi. A'll no say ït but. Hïm that sent me ïs siccar, an ït's whut A hae heerd frae hïm that A tell tha warl.”