Then tha seed that faad doon amang tha thoarns, that's laik a bodie that hears tha message, but wi hïm chasin eftèr money, an tha bothers o thïs warl, tha message gets chokt an ït aa cums tae naethin.
Tha kïng wus wile annoyt aboot thïs, but acause o whut he'd swore an tha yins wi hïm roon tha table, he oardèrt thaim tae gie hir whut she haed axt fer.
Whut guid wull ït be fer a bodie ïf he gets tha hale warl, an yit loasses hïs ain sowl? Shair thair's naethin a man cud gie tae get bak hïs ain sowl, ïs thair?
Jesus saed bak tae hïm, “If ye hae a mine tae be perfait, awa an sell aa ye hae got, an gie ït awa tae tha puir, an ye'll hae walth ïn heiven. Then cum bak, an follae me.”
Naebodie can sarve twa maistèrs, fer ether he'll hait tha yin an love tha ither, or he'll stïck bye tha yin an thïnk naethin o tha ither. Ye cannae sarve baith God an Gowld.