41 Forbye, demons cum oot o monie o thaim, cryin oot, “Ye ir [Christ,] tha Sinn o God!” An he wud chack thaim, oardèrin thaim no tae spake, fer the' kent that he wus tha Christ.
An that evenin, the' brocht tae hïm a hale lock o fowk that wur bothert wi ïll spïrits, an he driv oot tha spïrits wi a wurd an cured aa that wus seeck.
Then Jesus saed tae hïm, “Luk here, mine ye dïnnae tell oniebodie. But gang awa an show yersel tae tha preesht. Gie an offerin fer yer cleansin as Moses toul iz ïn tha Laa, fer a wutness tae yin an aa that ye'r weel agane!”
An Jesus cured a quare lock o seeck fowk o thair monie ailments, an he driv oot a brave wheen o demons. But he wudnae let tha demons spake oot, fer the' kent wha he wus.