Fer ït daesnae gae ïntae yer hairt, but ïntae yer belly, an then passes on oot doon tha drain.” (Bi thïs, Jesus wus sayin that onie soart o mait wus “clain”.)
Sell aff whut ye hae an gie tha siller tae tha puir, an thïs wull coont as treysure stored up ïn strang safe moneybaags ïn heiven, whar ït'll nether be stole bi thiefs ner et wi moths.
An A'm tellin ye, yis shud uise yer warlie siller tae mak freens ïn tha warl; an sae, whan money's nae mair use tae ye, yis wull be gien a walcum ïntae yer iverlastin hame.
Whan Jesus heerd thïs, he saed tae tha man, “Thair's jist yin thïng ye still hae tae dae. Sell aa ye hae an gie tae thaim that haesnae much, an ye'll hae walth ïn heiven. An then cum bak an follae me!”
Oniehoo, Zacchaeus stud up an toul Jesus, “A tell ye whut, Loard. A'll gie tha half o whut A hae tae thaim at haes need o ït. An ïf A hae got oniethin bi chaitin, A'll pye ït bak fower times ower.”