Then alang cum tha man that wus gien tha yin baag o siller. ‘Maistèr,’ he saed, ‘A kent ye wur a haird man; ye hairvest whar ye hinnae plantit an ye gether whar ye hinnae sowed.
Afore he went but, he caad ten o hïs sarvin men, an gien each o thaim yin gowld coin, an he saed tae thaim, ‘Tak thïs catter an mak tha maist o ït, tae A cum bak.’
An lo an behoul, tha deid man dïd cum oot, hïs hans an feet lapt wi strïps o linen, an a cloot roon hïs face. Jesus toul thaim, “Tak tha grave claes aff hïm, an let hïm gang.”