42 Jist as tha wee lad wus cumin, he faad doon tae tha grun fïttin, an Jesus gien tha wïckit spïrit a richt barjin, an hailt tha wee lad an gien hïm bak tae hïs faither.
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.
An Jesus saed, “You fowk ir sae faithless an aisie led! Hoo lang wull A be wi ye afore yis believe? Hoo lang dae A hae tae pit up wi ye? Brïng yer sinn here tae me!”