“If ye ir tha Sinn o God,” saed he, “throw yersel doon! Fer tha Guid Buik says: ‘He wull tell hïs angels tae luk eftèr ye, an wi thair hans the' wull haud ye up, fer fear ye dunt yer fit agin a stane.’ ”
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.
Whan he saen Jesus, he faad at hïs feet an guldèrt, “Whut ïs ït ye ir eftèr wi me, Jesus, sinn o tha maist heich God? A'm beggin ye, quït tormentin me!”