Whaniver he saen tha croods, hïs hairt went oot tae thaim, acause the' wur aa laik sheep wi nae shepherd: troublet, on thair lane, wi nae róad tae turn.
But Jesus wudnae alloo hïm, an he saed tae hïm, “Awa hame tae yer ain yins, an tell thaim tha much tha Loard haes daen fer ye, an hoo he's haed mercie on ye.”
An whan Jesus cum tae lan, he fun a hale thrang o fowk fornent hïm; an hïs hairt went oot tae thaim, fer the' wur laik sheep wannèrin wioot a herd tae luk eftèr thaim. An he begun tae lairn thaim monie thïngs.
An monies tha time ït haes throwed hïm ïntae tha fire an ïntae tha wattèr as weel, tae dae awa wi hïm; sae ïf You can dae oniethin ava, tak peetie on iz an halp iz.”
Sae he ris up an he went bak hame tae hïs faither. But whan he wus yit a lang róads aff, hïs faither saa hïm cumin, an hïs hairt went oot tae hïm, an he run an throwed hïs airms roon hïm an he kïsst hïm.