7 Then aa tha lasses waakent up an the' trïmmed thair lamps.
“Then tha Kïngdom o Heiven wull be laik ten lasses that tuk thair lamps an gaed oot fer tae meet tha bridegruim.
At mïdnicht tha cry rung oot: ‘Here's tha bridegruim! Cum on oot an meet hïm!’
Tha yins wi nae wut saed tae tha wise yins, ‘Oor lamps ïs gaun oot! Gie iz a drap o yer oiyle.’
Be aa dresst up an readie wi tha hoose lït up; ect laik men waitin on thair maistèr tae cum bak frae tha waddin, sae that whan he knocks yis can apen tha dure tae hïm richt awa.