42 An ïf oniebodie gies even a bicker o coul wattèr tae yin o these weans acause he ïs ma follaer - A tell ye, he wull no be wantin fer a reward, that's fer shair!”
Tak tent that ye dïnnae luk doon on yin o these weans. Fer A tell ye that tha angels that luk eftèr thaim ir alang wi ma Faither ïn heiven, an the'ir readie onie mïnit tae spake up fer thaim.
It wud be faur bettèr fer hïm ïf a mïllstane wus hung roon hïs neck an he wus drapt ïntae tha sea, rether ner hïm leadin yin o these puir wee craitèrs asthray.
But love yer faes, dae guid an lenn, no hopin tae get oniethin bak; an yis wull hae great reward an wull be sinns o tha Maist Heich, fer he ïs kine tae tha ungratefu an tha wïckit.