Oniebodie that loves hïs faither or hïs mither mair ner me ïs no warthie o me; nether ïs tha yin that loves hïs sinn or hïs dochtèr mair ner me warthie o me.
An iverie yin that haes gien up hooses, or brithers, or sïstèrs, or faither, or mither, or [wife, or] childèr, or fairm o lan on accoont o me wull git bak a hunnèr times as much; an he wull inherit iverlastin life.
Jesus lukt at tha man wi love, an he toul hïm, “Yin thïng ye hinnae daen. Gae awa an sell aa ye hae, an gie tha siller tae tha puir. An ye'll hae walth ïn heiven. [An then tak up yer cross] an cum eftèr me.”