The New Testament In Scots. William L. Lorimer

we seek mair witness? Ye hae hard his blasphemie yoursels: what, than, is your juidgement?”

      Ane an aa they juidged him giltie o a capital crime. Syne some fell tae spittin on him, an they blinfauldit him an lent him ey the tither gowff, cryin at ilka flewit: “Spae awà nou, Prophet!” An the servitors, tae, lent him monie a clink athort the haffits.

      AA THIS WHILE, Peter wis doun ablò i the yaird. As he wis sittin there beikin himsel at the fire, ane o the Heid-Príest’s servan-queans cam in an, seein him, tuik a guid luik o him an said, “Ye war wi the man frae Nazareth, this Jesus, tae, I’m thinkin.”

      But he wadna own wi it: “I kenna buff nor sty what ye’r speakin o,” said he; an wi that he slippit out intil the ⁶⁸fore-close.

      The servan-lass saw him there an said tae the staunders-by, “This chíel’s ane o them”: but aince mair he denied it.

      Belyve the staunders-by cam back til it an said tae Peter: “Deed, but ye ar sae ane o them; ye’r frae Galilee!”

      At that he set tae the bannin an swuir at he kentna “this man,” says he, “at ye’r speakin o.” Nae shuner wis the wurds ⁶⁹out o his mou nor the cock crew the saicond time. Than Peter caa’d tae mind hou Jesus hed sayen til him, “Afore the cock craw twice, ye will disavou me thrice.” An he banged out⁹ an fell agreitin.

      15 STRECHT AWA AT the first styme o daylicht the haill Council—Heid-Príests, Elders, an Doctors o the Law—tuik counsel thegither, efter whilk they caused binnd Jesus an cairriet him awà an haundit him owre tae Pílate.

      “Prísoner at the bar, ar ye the King o Jews?” Pílate speired at him; an Jesus answert, “Ye hae said it.”

      Syne the Heid-Príests cam forrit wi monie chairges again him, an Pílate speired at him aince mair, “Hae ye nocht avà tae say? Luik what monie chairges they hae again ye!” But Jesus wadna answer mae, sae at Pílate ferliet.

      Ilka Passowre Pílate wis in yuiss tae set free onie ae prísoner at the fowk socht o him. Nou, at this time the man caa’d BarAbbas wis lyin in waird alang wi the reibels at hed committit murther i the Risin. Sae the croud gaed up tae Pílate an begoud tae seek o him what he wis in yuiss tae dae for them, an Pílate speired at them, “Is it your will I suid líberate the Kíng o Jews for ye?” Weill kent he at it wis for ill-will the Heid-Príests hed brocht Jesus up afore him. But the Heid-Príests eggit up the croud tae seek him tae lowse BarAbbas raither.

      “Syne what will I dae,” answert Pílate again, “wi him ye caa Kíng o Jews?”

      “Tae the cross wi him!” raired they again.

      “But what ill hes he dune?” speired Pílate.

      “Tae the cross wi him! Tae the cross wi him!” wis aa the answer he gat.

      Nou, Pílate wis laith tae conter the croud, sae he loot them hae their will an set BarAbbas at líbertie: Jesus he caused screinge an haundit owre tae the sodgers tae be crucifíed. Sae the sodgers cairriet him awà intil the Court, or Governor’s Pailace, an whan they hed gethert the haill regiment in about, they reikit him out in purpie an crouned him wi a wreathe they hed plettit o thorn rysses. Syne they begoud tae hailse him wi “Hail, Kíng o Jews!” an they gaed on tae yether him owre the heid wi a wand an spat on him an kneeled on the grund afore him in fenyiet homage. An than, whan they war throu wi their jamphin-wark, they ⁷⁰tirred the purpie aff him an cled him again in his ain claes.