An the' stairtit tae brïng chairges agin hïm, an saed, “We fun thïs man leadin tha fowk asthray, tellin thaim no tae pye onie tex tae Caesar, makkin hissel oot tae be Christ tha Messiah, an a kïng!”
An sae whaniver Jesus wus taichin ïn tha Temple coorts, he caad oot, “Ay, ye thïnk ye ken me, an ye thïnk ye ken whar A cum frae! But A'm no here on ma ain accoont. Hïm that sent me ïs true. Hïm yis dïnnae ken.
But Jesus cum bak wi thïs: “Tha mair A gie ma ain testimonie, ma testimonie stans, fer A ken whar A cum frae an whar A'm gaun. But yous hae nae notion o whar A hae cum frae, or whar A'm gaun.
A nummer o tha Pharisees saed, “Thïs man ïsnae frae God, fer he daesnae keep tha Sabbath.” But ithers axt, “Hoo cud a sïnner dae aa thaim mïracles?” An the' wur divïd ower tha heid o ït.
Then tha man at wus blin wus brocht up afore thaim a saicont time. “God's yer wutness, sae taak tha truith noo,” the' saed. “We ken thïs man Jesus ïs a sïnner.”