An he wus still taakin, whaniver a bricht clood cum roon thaim, an a voice frae tha clood saed, “Thïs ïs ma Sinn that A love; wi hïm A'm weel plaised. Lïsten tae hïm!”
Aa tha while, tha fowk stud bye, lukkin on. But tha heidyins o tha Jews giekt at hïm, sayin, “He saved ithers. Let hïm save hissel, ïf he's God's Messiah, tha chosen yin!”
“Tha Spïrit o tha Loard ïs cum ower me, fer he haes anointit me tae tell oot tha Guid News tae tha puir; he haes sent me fer [tae hail tha hairtbrauk], tae lowse thaim that's bun, tae gie sicht tae tha blin, fer tae set free thaim that's trod doon,