Is er greater genot,
As dat,
As min fredich thues is
Sisz?
Ja, dy stille,
Wille,
Fynt min oars net
Earchens;
Nearchens,
Heth,
’t Libben meer waerdije;
’t Reast,
’t Beast,
Whear w’ ues thues delflije.—
Sykje net,
Whear it hert,
Net befredichd is,
Net foldien kin wirde;
Dear is ’t mis,
Whear it hert it net kin hirde.