48 Yer faithers kïllt thaim but yous bigged tha monuments, sae ye maun gae alang wi whut the' daen.
Wae faa ye, maistèrs o tha Laa an Pharisees, ye hippycrates! Ye ir laik white-waashed graves, that luk quare an nice on tha ootside but on tha inside the'r fu o deid men's banes an iveriethin that's no clain.
In sayin that, ye'r wutnesses agin yersels. Ye'r bred frae thaim that murdèred tha proaphits, sae ye ir.
Wae faa ye, fer yis big fancie monuments on tha graves o tha verie proaphits that yer faithers kïllt lang syne.
God, then, ïn hïs wusdom saed, ‘A wull senn thaim proaphits an possels. The' wull kïll a wheen o thaim an gie tha rest a haird time.’