An thïs Canaanite wumman frae thaim pairts cum tae hïm, cryin oot, “Loard, Sinn o Davit, hae peetie on me! Ma dochtèr ïs sufferin sumthin tarrible wi an ïll spïrit.”
Whan he cum near tha gate ïntae tha toon, ït happent that the' wur cairryin oot a deid man, a weeda wumman's ainlie sinn. An a bïg crood wus follaein hir oot frae tha toon.
An a wïckit spïrit ïs aye takkin houl o hïm, an whan ït daes, he lets oot a guldèr, an he stairts tae fït an foam at tha mooth, an ït's onlie eftèr he's bin hurt baad that ït leas hïm.
Whaniver tha man heerd that Jesus wus bak ïn Galilee frae Judea, he cum plaidin wi Jesus tae cum doon an mak hïs sinn bettèr. Hïs sinn wus gye faur throu.