The tax collector, however, stood far off and would not even look up to heaven, but beat his breast and said,‘God, be merciful to me, sinner that I am!’
Wùl vzɨ̀ a wu nà n-teyn tâks tì ɨ se sɨ jèm ɨ timi kɨ sɨ a nje ɨ faŋ tɨ̀ koŋ nô mɨ sɨ ki sɨ ko'sɨ nɨ̀ iyvɨ mɨtì ɨ lèm àwu a ŋweyn a àngàŋtɨ̀ ɨ nà sɨ mætɨ̂ kɨ ɨ̀wuyn bê na, ‘Fɨ̀yìnì fɨ̀, koynsɨ isuyn sɨ̂ mà, mɨ n-ghɨ wul àwo a bɨ-a!’