And they cryʼt oot wiʼ a lood voice, sayin, “To whatna time, O Lord, the Holie and the True, dost thou no judge and avenge oor blude on thae that dwall on the yirth?”
And thar was gien to them, ilk ane, a white robe; and it was tellʼt them that they soud rest their sels a wee while, till their marrows, and their brethren that soud be slain eʼen as they war, soud be aʼ fulfilled.