Then tha seed that faad doon amang tha thoarns, that's laik a bodie that hears tha message, but wi hïm chasin eftèr money, an tha bothers o thïs warl, tha message gets chokt an ït aa cums tae naethin.
Tak care yis ir no bluthert, or yer heids turnt wi wile leevin. An dïnnae fash yersels aboot tha worries o thïs life. Dïnnae alloo that day tae cum doon on yis o a suddent, laik a thrap wud dae.
An tha seed that fell amang tha thoarns, that's laik fowk that hears tha wurd o God, an the' cairrie on fer a weethin; but ïn tha enn, aa tha warl's bothers, tha catter an tha guid times staps thaim growein up strecht an sonsie.
An ither seed faad on guid grun, an ït growed weel, an tha hairst wus guid, aboot a hunnèr times mair than wus saad.” Whan he haed toul thaim aa thïs, he caad oot, “Let hïm that haes ears ïn hïs heid tak tent!”