He saed, “Acause yer faith ïs sae waik. A tell ye tha truith, ïf yis hae faith as smaa as a mustèrt seed even, yis'll say tae thïs muntin, ‘Shïft frae here tae thair,’ an ït'll shïft! Naethin wull be impoassible fer ye.”
An ïf that ïs tha wye God pits claes on tha gress o tha fiel, that's here theday an throwed ïntae tha fire themorra, dae you dooters no unnèrstan that he'll luk eftèr you anaa?
Fer A tell yis thïs, whaiver wull say tae thïs muntin, ‘Be shïftit frae whar ye ir, an cast yersel ïntae tha sea!’; ïf tha same man haesnae onie doot ïn hïs hairt, but believes ïn hissel that thïs wull raelie cum aboot, then God wull dae ït fer hïm!