Oniebodie that spakes a wurd agin tha Sinn o Man wull be forgien, but oniebodie that spakes agin tha Halie Spïrit wull no be forgien, nether ïn thïs age ner ïn tha age tae cum.
Fer jist as Jonah wus thrie days an thrie nichts ïn tha belly o a bïg fïsh, ïn tha same wye tha Sinn o Man wull be thrie days an thrie nichts ïn tha hairt o tha irth.
An Jesus went on tae say thïs, “Whaniver tha Sinn o Man cums ïn hïs glorie, an aa tha angels alang wi hïm, he'll sït on hïs throne ïn heivenlie glorie.
But jist sae as ye'll ken tha Sinn o Man haes tha pooer tae forgie sïns here on irth...” - he then saed tae tha paralysed man - “Up ye get, lïft yer bed an gae hame.”
Fer ïf oniebodie ïs no wullin tae stan up fer me an ma wurds ïn thïs wïckit an godless day an age, then tha Sinn o Man wull no stan up fer hïm whan he cums ïn hïs Faither's glorie wi tha halie angels.”
An then he addit, “A'm tellin yis tha truith, thair's a day cumin whaniver ye'll see heiven apen up, an tha angels o God gaun up an cumin doon on tha Sinn o Man.”
Tha crood saed, “Oor Laa tells iz that tha Christ wull bide fer iver, sae hoo cum ye can say, ‘Tha Sinn o Man maun be lïftit up?’ Thïs ‘Sinn o Man’, wha wud he be oniehoo?”