11 An aa o a suddent an angel o tha Loard appeart, stannin on tha richt han side o tha althar o ïncense!
Then tha angel saed, “A'm Gabriel. An A'm cum strecht frae God hissel fer tae gie ye thïs guid news.
Tha angel saed til hir, “Fair faa ye, blisst amang weemen, tha Loard ïs wi ye.”
But tha angel saed, “Dïnnae be feart, fer A'm brïngin yis tha best news iver; an ït's fer tha hale warl!
Aa o a suddent, an angel o tha Loard cum amang thaim, an tha hale kintrie wus lichtit up bi tha glorie o tha Loard, an the' wur wile feart.