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.
An he wus still taakin, whaniver a bricht clood cum roon thaim, an a voice frae tha clood saed, “Thïs ïs ma Sinn that A love; wi hïm A'm weel plaised. Lïsten tae hïm!”
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.”
Noo here's tha truith o ït, oniebodie that pits thair faith ïn me wull dae tha same warks that A dae. Ay, an he'll dae faur bïgger thïngs ner thon, fer A'm gaun tae be wi ma Faither.
Nae mair dae A caa yis sarvints, fer a sarvint daesnae ken ocht o whut hïs maistèr's at. Na, A hae caad yous freens acause iveriethin A hae lairnt frae ma Faither A hae taicht yous as weel.
A hae showed ye tae thaim apenlie, an wull keep on makkin ye knowed tae thaim, sae as tha love ye hae fer me can be ïn thaim an that A can be ïn thaim masel.”