53 An the' stairtit tae lach, fer the' kent she wus deid.
“Awa er that! Tha wee lass ïs no deid, she's jist sleepin.” But the' begun tae lach at hïm.
An tha Pharisees that laikt thair money heerd aa thïs, an the' stairtit tae geg hïm.
Noo the' wur aa greetin an wailin fer hir, but Jesus saed, “Be quait! She's no deid, she's jist sleepin.”
Hooaniver, Jesus tuk hir bi tha han an caad oot, “Cum on chile, up ye git!”
“Tak tha stane awa,” qo he. “But Loard,” saed Mairtha, tha deid man's sïstèr, “bi noo ït wud stink ye oot, fer he's ïn thair thïs fower days.”