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Va buitçhoor keayrt dy row as veagh ny muckyn geiyrt er stiagh ayns thie yn vuitçhoor ga nagh vel muckyn feer arryltagh dy gholl yn raad ta shin yeearree ad dy gholl. V’eh red feer yindyssagh cre’n aght va ny cretooryn cha arryltagh dy roie geiyrt er yn dunver oc. Agh tra v’eh fakinit dy row eshyn dy creeney cur lesh poagey beg dy phishyr as poanrey marish, liorishyn va cleaney ny cretooryn er nyn doshiaght, ta’n oyr er ny hoiggal ec keayrt. Fegooish goaill tastey dy row yn baase cha faggys daue, cha row ny muckyn goaill tastey da red erbee agh ny lane duirn va’n buitçhoor ceau er yn raad, as goll dy siragh gys yn vaase. As er yn aght cheddyn ta dooinney meechrauee geiyrt er noid nyn annym sheese trooid cabbyn nuirin er yn oyr dy vel ad aggindagh er sayntyn yn eill as taitnyssagh er sayntyn peccoil ta’n Jowl cur daue ayns lane duirn nish as reesht er yn raad.
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There was once a butcher and the pigs would be following him into the butcher’s house, although pigs aren’t very willing to go the way we want them to go. It really was a thing of wonder how the creatures were so willing to run, following their murderer. But when it was seen that he was wisely bringing a little bag of peas and beans with him, by means of which the pigs had an inclination to proceed, the reason is understood at once. The pigs weren’t noticing that death was so close to them, the pigs weren’t paying heed to anything else but the handfuls the butcher was throwing on the road, and going hurriedly to death. And in the same way an irreligious man follows the enemy of our souls down through the jaws of hell because they are desirous of the lusts of the flesh and delighting in sinful desires the Devil is giving them in handfuls now and then on the way.
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