13 An aa o a suddent thair wus a hale thrang o angels, tha airmies o heiven, praisin God an sayin,
A tell yis, jist ïn tha same wye, thair's joy amang tha angels o God ower yin wrangdaer that turns frae hïs wrangdaein.”
An thïs ïs hoo ye'll ken hïm. Ye'll fin a babbie, rowlt ïn bïts o claith, lyin amang tha fother ïn a manger.”
“Glorie tae God ïn tha maist heich heiven, an peace on irth tae aa fowk that plaises hïm.”