8 That nicht a wheen o herdmen wus oot ïn tha fiels mindin thair sheep.
An she haed hir furst babbie, a sinn. She rowlt hïm up ïn bïts o claith an püt hïm ïn a manger wi tha fother, acause thair wus nae ruim fer thaim ïn tha ludgin hoose.
Aa o a suddent, an angel o tha Loard cum amang thaim, an tha hale kintrie wus lichtit up bi tha glorie o tha Loard, an the' wur wile feart.