A wull gie ye tha keys o tha Kïngdom o Heiven; an whutiver ye bine on irth wull be bun ïn heiven, an whutiver ye lowse on irth wull be lowsed ïn heiven.”
Wurd aboot hïm spreed aa ower Syria, an the' brocht tae hïm aa tha seeck fowk wi aa kines o disaises: thaim that wus tormentit, or bothert wi ïll spïrits, or tuk fïts, or fowk that wus paralysed, an he made thaim bettèr.
Fer A ken hoo tae tak oardèrs, an A hae sodgers unnèr me as weel. A tell yin tae gang an he gangs, an anither yin tae cum, an he cums. A tell ma sarvin man tae dae thïs or that, an he daes ït!”
Eftèr aa thïs, tha Loard caad oot seiventie mair follaers an sent thaim oot aheid o hïm, twa bi twa, tae aa tha toons an places whar he wus gaun tae vïsit hissel.
Luk noo, A hae gien yis tha thortie tae thramp on snakes an scorpions an tae owercum tha pooer o Satan, yer enemie. Thair's naethin wull be able tae dae yis onie hairm.
Noo here's tha truith o ït, oniebodie that pits thair faith ïn me wull dae tha same warks that A dae. Ay, an he'll dae faur bïgger thïngs ner thon, fer A'm gaun tae be wi ma Faither.