Mattha 27မွ လူႀကိဳက္ႏွစ္သက္ေသာ က်မ္းပိုဒ္မ်ား။

မၽွေဝရန္

An roon aboot thrie Jesus caad oot wi a lood voice, “Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani?” - that mains: “O God, ma God, why hae ye forsook me?”

At that verie mïnit tha curtin ïn tha Halie o Halies wus tore ïn twa frae tap tae bottom. Tha irth shuk an tha roaks splït. Tha graves apent, an tha bodies o monie halie fowk that haed deed wur ris tae life.

Then Jesus cryed oot agane wi a lood voice, an he gien up hïs spïrit.

Tha centurion an thaim alang wi hïm that wus gairdin Jesus, whaniver the' saa tha irthquake an aa that haed happent, the' wur hairt-scarred, an the' saed, “Thair can be nae doot, thïs wus tha Sinn o God!”

Frae nuin tae thrie ïn tha eftèrnuin, dairkness cum ower tha hale lan.

“Sae whut am A tae dae wi Jesus that's caad tha Christ?” Pilate axt. An the' aa saed bak, “Tae tha cross wi hïm!” “But whut fer? Whut's he daen wrang?” axt Pilate. But tha thrang jist roared aa tha mair, “Tae tha cross wi hïm!”