An he wus still taakin, whaniver a bricht clood cum roon thaim, an a voice frae tha clood saed, “Thïs ïs ma Sinn that A love; wi hïm A'm weel plaised. Lïsten tae hïm!”
But tha seed that faad on guid grun, that's laik fowk that ir warthie an guid, an gie ear til tha wurd o God; the' houl ït ïn thair hairts, til ïn tha enn the' reap a rich hairst.
Jesus saed, “Dïnnae be hingin ontae me noo, fer A'm no yit gan bak tae tha Faither. But gang tae ma brithers an tell thaim thïs frae me: ‘A'm fer gaun bak tae ma Faither, an tae your Faither, tae ma God an tae your God’.”