Sae A'm gaun tae senn ye proaphits, an wise men, an taichers. Some o thaim ye'll kïll an hing on a cross; ithers ye'll whup ïn yer Meetin Hooses an ye'll hunt thaim frae toon tae toon.
O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, you that kïll tha proaphits an stane thaim that's sent tae ye, monies tha time A wantit tae gether yer weans thegither, laik a hen gethers hir lachter o wee burds unnèr hir wïngs, but yis wudnae let me!
Tha kïng cum bak wi, ‘Ye uisless guid-fer-naethin! Frae yer ain mooth ye hae condemned yersel. Sae ye thocht A wus a haird man, dïd ye, takkin whut dïdnae belang tae me, an hairvestin whut A haednae plantit?