He went awa a saicont time an he prayed, “O ma Faither, ïf thair's naethin else fer ït, an ïf A hae tae drïnk thïs cup o sufferin, may your wull be daen.”
It's no iverie yin that says tae me, ‘Loard, Loard,’ that'll git ïntae tha Kïngdom o Heiven, but ït's onlie hïm that daes tha wull o ma Faither wha ïs ïn heiven.
An tha hale crood tuk tent o whut Jesus wus sayin. An as Jerusalem wus nearhan, he stairtit tae tell thaim a parable, fer fowk thocht that tha Kïngdom o God wus gaun tae cum aboot at yinst.
Fer ït's ma Faither's wull that oniebodie that luks tae tha Sinn an pits hïs trust ïn hïm wull hae ayelastin life, an A wull rise hïm up on tha Last Day.”