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Jhone 3:17 - Tha Fower Gospels ïn Ulstèr-Scots 2021

17 Fer God niver sent hïs Sinn ïntae tha warl fer tae judge ït, but rether fer tae save ït.

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Jhone 3:17
36 ပူးပေါင်းရင်းမြစ်များ  

“A virgin wull cairrie a wean, a sinn, an whan he's boarn, he'll be caad Immanuel” - mainin “God ïs wi iz.”


Tak tent that ye dïnnae luk doon on yin o these weans. Fer A tell ye that tha angels that luk eftèr thaim ir alang wi ma Faither ïn heiven, an the'ir readie onie mïnit tae spake up fer thaim.


[Tha Sinn o Man haes cum tae save thaim that's loast.]


A masel, tha Sinn o Man, hae cum tae luk fer thaim at's loast, an tae save thaim.”


Fer tha Sinn o Man haesnae cum tae desthroy men's lifes, but tae save thaim.”] Sae the' went on tae anither vïllage.


Tha nixt day Jhone saa Jesus cumin up tae hïm an saed, “Luk an behoul, tha Lamb o God that taks awa tha sïn o tha warl!


Ye hear me ayewyes, A know that; but A hae saed aa thïs fer tha guid o tha fowk stud here. Sae the' micht believe that you sent me.”


Laik ye sent me ïntae tha warl, A hae sent thaim ïntae tha warl.


that the' wull aa be yin, Faither, jist laik you ir ïn me an A be ïn you. Let thaim be ïn iz as weel, sae that tha warl micht believe that ye hae sent me.


Me ïn thaim, an you ïn me. Let thaim be aa yin thegither as a wutness tae tha hale warl that you sent me, an loved thaim jist laik you hae loved me.


O Faither, you that aye daes whut's richt, tha mair tha warl daesnae ken ye, A ken ye; an these follaers o mine ken that ye hae sent me.


Noo thïs ïs ayelastin life: that the' can know you, tha yin true God, an Jesus Christ, that ye hae sent.


Fer A gien thaim tha wurds ye gien tae me an the' tuk thaim tae hairt. Weel the' wut that A cum frae you, an the' believe that ye sent me.


Agane Jesus saed, “Peace be wi yis! Jist as tha Faither haes sent me, A'm sennin yous as weel.”


Tak tent, tha yin that God haes sent taaks tha wurds o God, fer thair's nae lïmit tae tha Spïrit God gies hïm.


But A hae testimonie that houls mair wecht ner Jhone's. Fer tha verie wark that tha Faither haes gien me tae feenish, that's whut A am aboot noo, an ït's wutness tae yin an aa that tha Faither haes sent me.


Nether daes hïs wurd bide ïn ye, fer ye dïnnae lippen tha yin he sent.


But dïnnae be thïnkin A'm fer accusin ye afore tha Faither. It's Moses that'll accuse ye, tha verie yin yis ir pittin aa yer hope on!


Jesus answert, “Here's whut tha wark o God ïs: that yis pit yer belief ïn tha yin he haes sent.”


Fer A'm no cum frae heiven tae dae ma ain wull, but tae dae tha wull o hïm that sent me.


Fer ït's ma Faither's wull that oniebodie that luks tae tha Sinn an pits hïs trust ïn hïm wull hae ayelastin life, an A wull rise hïm up on tha Last Day.”


Jist as tha leevin Faither sent me an A leeve acause o tha Faither, sae tha yin that feeds on me wull leeve acause o me.


But A ken hïm, fer A cum frae hïm, an ït's hïm that sent me.”


“Naebodie, Loard,” qo she. “Weel, nether dae A condemn ye,” saed Jesus. “Awa ye gang an sïn nae mair!”


Jesus telt thaim, “If God wus yer Faither, ye wud love me, fer A cum frae God, an noo here A be. A'm no cum on ma ain accoont; ït wus hïm that sent me.


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