Whaniver the' cum thegither agane ïn Galilee, he saed tae thaim, “Tha Sinn o Man ïs gaun tae be hannit ower tae men that'll kïll hïm, but on tha thurd day he'll rise frae tha deid.” An wi that, sorra fïllt tha hairts o hïs follaers.
An the' wur aa dumfoonèrt, an taakt amang thairsels, an saed, “Dïd ye iver hear tha laik o ït? Fer wi thortie an pooer he oardèrs tha ïll spïrits, an at hïs bïddin the' cum oot!”
“Whar ïs yer faith?” he axt thaim. An the' wur feart, an the' wunnèrt, an the' saed tae yin anither, “Whut kine o a man ïs thïs, that can mak e'en tha wun an tha waves dae as he bïds thaim!”
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.