Noo whutch yin o tha twa daen whut hïs faither wantit?” “Tha furst yin,” the' saed. Jesus reponed, “A tell ye tha truith, tex men an weemen wi a baad name aboot tha toon wull get ïntae tha Kïngdom o God aheid o ye.
A tell ye tha truith, afore heiven an irth passes awa, no tha weeest lettèr, ner even tha weeest stroke o a pen, wull pass awa frae tha Laa afore iveriethin God wants fer ït ïs brocht aboot.
Whan Jesus saen thïs, he wus wile ang'rie, an saed tae thaim, “Alloo tha weans tae cum tae me, an dïnnae stap thaim, fer tha Kïngdom o God belangs tae tha laik o these.
Childèr, that wus no boarn bi tha wye o nature, ner bi tha wull o flesh an bluid, ner bi tha notion a husban micht hae. Na, but childèr that wus boarn o God.
An then he addit, “A'm tellin yis tha truith, thair's a day cumin whaniver ye'll see heiven apen up, an tha angels o God gaun up an cumin doon on tha Sinn o Man.”
“He haes made thair een blin an turnt thair hairts tae stane, Sae the' can see naethin wi thair een, ner unnèrstan ocht wi thair hairts, Ner turn, fer me tae hail thaim.”