15 An thïs ïs hoo tha Loard answert hïm. “Yis oul hippycrates! Shair, dae yis no lowse yer kye an yer cuddies frae tha staal on tha Sabbath, an tak thaim oot tae wattèr thaim?
Wae faa ye, maistèrs o tha Laa an Pharisees, ye hippycrates! Fer ye shut tha dure o tha Kïngdom o Heiven ïn fowks' faces. You yersels dïnnae enter, an yis'll no alloo thaim tae enter that's tryin tae git ïn!
Mainwhile thoosans o fowk gethert up sae thrang that the' wur thrampin yin anither. Jesus spauk furst o aa tae hïs follaers an toul thaim, “Be on yer gaird agin tha yeast o tha Pharisees, fer the' let on tae be guid an the'r faur frae ït!
An he turnt tae thaim an saed, “Jist say, yin o yis haed a cuddie or a coo that faad doon ïntil a wal, wud ye no gae an pu ït oot strecht aff, Sabbath day or no?”
Hoo can ye say tae yer brither, ‘Cum here brither, let me tak tha skelf oot o yer ee’, an yit ye cannae see tha plenk ïn yer ain ee? Ye oul hippycrate ye, pu tha plenk oot o yer ain ee furst, an then ye'll be able tae see proper, tae tak tha skelf oot o yer brither's ee!
An he caad fer twa o thaim an sent thaim tae tha Loard fer tae ax, “Wud you be tha Yin that wus supposed tae cum, or shud we be lukkin oot fer some ither bodie?”