an he scraicht oot lood, “Lea iz alane! Whut dae ye want wi iz, Jesus o Nazareth? Hae ye cum here tae dae awa wi iz? A ken richt weel wha ye ir. Ye ir tha Halie Yin o God.”
An Jesus cured a quare lock o seeck fowk o thair monie ailments, an he driv oot a brave wheen o demons. But he wudnae let tha demons spake oot, fer the' kent wha he wus.
But Jesus chackt hïm an saed, “Houl yer wheesht, an cum oot o hïm!” An tha demon throwed hïm tae tha grun fornent thaim aa, an ït cum oot o hïm, an ït dïdnae hurt hïm ava.
Forbye, demons cum oot o monie o thaim, cryin oot, “Ye ir [Christ,] tha Sinn o God!” An he wud chack thaim, oardèrin thaim no tae spake, fer the' kent that he wus tha Christ.