14 Ye'll be quare an gled whan he's boarn, an sae wull a brave wheen o ither fowk alang wi ye.
But tha angel saed, “Dïnnae be feart, Zechariah, fer God haes heerd yer prayer, an yer wife Lïzbeth wull gie ye a wee sinn! An ye maun caa hïm Jhone.
Fer he wull be ootstannin ïn tha sicht o tha Loard. He's no tae tak wine or onie ither kine o strang drïnk, an he'll be fu o tha Halie Spïrit richt frae hïs mither's wame.
Wurd wusnae lang gaun roon o hoo guid tha Loard haed bin til hir, an hir freens an nighbers wus aa wile plaised.