Jhone gien wutness o hïm. He caad oot, cryin, “Thon's hïm A wus taakin aboot whaniver A saed, ‘Hïm that cums eftèr me ïs abain me, fer he wus thair afore iver A wus boarn.’ ”
Thon's tha man A wus taakin aboot whaniver A saed, ‘Thair's a man cumin eftèr me that's o heicher stannin ner me, fer he wus thair afore iver A wus boarn.’
A be tha leevin breid that cums doon frae heiven. If oniebodie aits thïs breid, he wull leeve fer aye. Thïs breid ïs ma flesh, that A wull gie fer tha life o tha warl.”