Dïnnae gie whut's halie tae tha doags; an dïnnae scattèr yer pearls afore pïgs. If ye dae, the' may thramp thaim unnèr thair feet, an then turn an teer ye tae bïts.
An thïs ïs hoo tha Loard answert hïm. “Yis oul hippycrates! Shair, dae yis no lowse yer kye an yer cuddies frae tha staal on tha Sabbath, an tak thaim oot tae wattèr thaim?
He telt thaim thïs, “Nae doot Ye wull quote tha oul saw at me - ‘Doctèr, hail yersel!’ An ye'll say, ‘Whut we heerd ye daen ïn Capernaum, dae ït here ïn yer ain hametoon as weel.’ ”
Hoo can ye say tae yer brither, ‘Cum here brither, let me tak tha skelf oot o yer ee’, an yit ye cannae see tha plenk ïn yer ain ee? Ye oul hippycrate ye, pu tha plenk oot o yer ain ee furst, an then ye'll be able tae see proper, tae tak tha skelf oot o yer brither's ee!