21 Tha sinn saed tae hïm, ‘A hae sïnned agin heiven an agin yersel, an A'm nae mair fït tae be caad yer sinn.’
Sae he ris up an he went bak hame tae hïs faither. But whan he wus yit a lang róads aff, hïs faither saa hïm cumin, an hïs hairt went oot tae hïm, an he run an throwed hïs airms roon hïm an he kïsst hïm.
But tha faither saed tae hïs sarvints, ‘Rin, brïng oot tha guid robe an pit ït on hïm, pit a rïng on hïs fïng'r an shune on hïs feet.