12-13 As he went ïntae yin o tha vïllages, he saa ten men that wur lepers stannin a wyes aff, an the' caad oot tae hïm, “Jesus, Maistèr, tak peetie on iz!”
But tha tex man stud awa bak, an wudnae as much as lïft hïs een tae heiven, but he bate hïs breesht ïn sorra, an saed, ‘O God, hae mercie on me, fer A'm naethin but a sïnner!’
Anither time, whan Jesus wus ïn yin o tha toons, thair wus thïs man wile baad wi leprosie. Whaniver he saen Jesus he faad doon afore hïm an begged hïm, “Loard, ïf ye hae a mine tae, ye can mak me clain.”