At that time Jesus saed, “Faither, Loard o heiven an irth, A praise ye that ye hae kep these thïngs frae clivir an warlie-wise fowk, an made thaim clear eneuch fer weans tae unnèrstan.
An ïn tha moarnin, ye say, ‘It'll be wundie theday, fer tha sky ïs rid an threatinin.’ Sae yis can tell tha weather bi tha luk o tha sky, but yis cannae wark oot tha signs o tha times!
Sae, whan ye gie ocht tae tha needie, dïnnae soon tha trumpet, tha wye tha hippycrates daes ïn tha Meetin Hooses an on tha streets, fer tae be weel thocht o. A tell ye tha truith, the' hae got aa tha reward the'ir gaun tae get.