Then tha seed that faad doon amang tha thoarns, that's laik a bodie that hears tha message, but wi hïm chasin eftèr money, an tha bothers o thïs warl, tha message gets chokt an ït aa cums tae naethin.
Tak care yis ir no bluthert, or yer heids turnt wi wile leevin. An dïnnae fash yersels aboot tha worries o thïs life. Dïnnae alloo that day tae cum doon on yis o a suddent, laik a thrap wud dae.
He haes iverie brench cut aff o me that haes gien nae fruit. An iverie brench that daes gie fruit he faces bak a weethin sae that ït fruits aa tha mair.