57 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.
Simon Petèr saed bak, “You ir tha Christ, tha Sinn o tha leevin God.”
Afore lang, tha warl wull no see me nae mair, but yous'll see me. Acause A leeve, yous'll leeve forbye.
Jesus reponed, “A be tha róad, an tha truith, an tha life. Naebodie cums tae tha Faither but throu me.
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.
Fer God niver sent hïs Sinn ïntae tha warl fer tae judge ït, but rether fer tae save ït.
Fer jist laik tha Faither haes tha pooer o life ïn hissel, sae he haes gien tha Sinn tha pooer o life tae.
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.