Matthew · Chapter 26

[ edit] And it is don, whenne Jheſus hadde eendid alle þeſe wordis, he ſeide to his diſciplis, Wite ȝee, for after two dayes paſk ſhal be maad, and mannes ſone ſhal be bitaken, þat he be crucified. Þanne þe princis of preſtis and eldre men of þe peple ben gedrid in to þe halle of þe prince of preſtis, þat was ſaid Caiphas, and maden a counſeile, þat þei ſhulden holde Jheſu wiþ gile, and ſlea; ſoþly þei ſeiden, Nat in þe feſte day, leſt per auenture noys were maad in þe peple. Forſoþe whenne Jheſus was in Betanye, in þe houſe of Symount leprous, a womman hauynge a boxe of alabaſtre of preciouſe oynement, came niȝ to hym, and ſhedde out on þe heued of hym reſtinge.

Soþely diſciplis ſeeynge hadden dedeyn, ſeyinge, Wherto þis loſſe? forſoþe it miȝte be ſolde for myche, and be ȝouen to pore men. Soþely Jheſus wytinge, ſeiþ to hem, What be ȝe heuy, or ſory, to þis womman? ſoþely a good work ſhe haþ wrouȝt in me. For whi ȝee ſhulen euermore haue pore men wiþ ȝou, but ȝee ſhulen nat algatis haue me. Forſoþe þis womman ſendenge þis oynement in to my body, made for to birye me. Treuly I ſeie to ȝou, wher euer þis goſpel ſhal be prechid in al þe world, it ſhal be ſeide and þat þis womman dide, in to mynde of hym.

Þanne oon of þe twelue, þat was ſeide Judas Scarioþ, wente forþ to þe princis of preſtis, and ſeiþ to hem, What wolen ȝee ȝeue to me, and I ſhal bitake hym to ȝou? And þei ordeyneden to hym þritti platis of ſeluer. And fro þat tyme he ſouȝte couenablete, for to bitake hym. Forſoþe in þe firſt day of þe feſt of paſk diſciplis camen to Jheſu, ſeyinge, Wher wolt þou we make redy to þee, for to ete paſke? And Jheſus ſeiþ, Go ȝee in to þe citee to ſum man, and ſeie to hym, Þe maiſter ſeiþ, My tyme is niȝ; at þee I make paſke wiþ my diſciplis. And þe diſciplis diden, as Jheſus comaundide to hem; and þei maden redy paſk. Forſoþe euenyng maad, he ſat at þe mete wiþ his twelue diſciplis.

And he ſeide to hem etynge, Treuly I ſeie to ȝou, for oon of ȝou is to betraye me. And þei ful ſory bygunnyn eche to ſeie, Lord, wher I am? And he anſwerynge ſeiþ, He þat wiþ me in puttiþ þe hond in þe plater, þis ſhal bitraye me. Forſoþe mannes ſone goþ, as it is writen of hym; but woo to þat man, bi whom mannys ſone ſhal be bitrayed; it were good to hym, ȝif þat man hadde nat ben boren. Forſoþe Judas þat bitrayed hym, anſweride, ſeyinge, Maiſter, wher I am? He ſeiþ to hym, Þou haſt ſeid. Forſoþe hem ſoupynge, Jheſus toke breed, and bliſſide, and bracke, and ȝaue to his diſciplis, and ſeiþ, Take ȝee, and ete; þis is my body.

And he takynge þe cuppe, dede þankyngis, and ȝaue to hem, ſeyinge, Drinke ȝee alle herof; þis is my blood of þe newe teſtament, þe whiche ſhal be ſhed out for many, in to remiſſioun of ſynnys. Forſoþe I ſeie to ȝou, I ſhal nat drinke fro þis tyme, of þis fruyt of þe vyne, til in to þat day whenne I ſhal drinke it newe wiþ ȝou, in þe kyngdam of my fadir. And an ympne, or heriynge, ſeid, þei wenten out in to þe mount of Olyuete. Þanne Jheſus ſeiþ to hem, Alle ȝe ſhulen ſuffre ſclaundre in me, in þis niȝt; for it is wrytyn, I ſhal ſmyte þe ſheperde, and þe ſheep of þe floc ſhulen be ſcatered. Forſoþe after þat I ſhal ryſe aȝein, I ſhal go bifore ȝou in to Galilee.

Soþely Petre anſwerynge, ſeiþ to him, And ȝif alle ſhulen be ſclaundrid in þee, I ſhal neuere be ſclaundrid. Jheſus ſeiþ to hym, Trewly I ſeie to þee, for in þis niȝt bifore þe cok crowe, þries þou ſhalt denye me. Petre ſeiþ to hym, And ȝif it ſhal behoue me to dye wiþ þee, I ſhal nat denye þee. Alſo and alle diſciplis ſeiden. Þanne Jheſus came wiþ hem in to a toun, þat is ſeid Geſſemanye. And he ſeide to his diſciplis, Sitte ȝee heer, þe while I ſhal go þidir, and preie. And Petre taken to, and two ſonys of Zebedee, he began for to be diſtourblid, or heuy, and ſory in herte. Þanne he ſeiþ to hem, My ſoule is ſorowful til to þe deþ; ſuſteyne ȝee, or abyde ȝee, here, and wake ȝee wiþ me.

And he gon forþ a litil, felle doun in to his face, preyinge, and ſeyinge, My fadir, ȝif it is poſſible, paſſe þis cuppe fro me; neþeles nat as I wole, but as þou wolt. And he came to his diſciplis, and foonde hem ſlepynge. And he ſeiþ to Petre, So, wher ȝee miȝte nat oon hour wake wiþ me? Wake ȝee, and preie, þat ȝee entren nat in to temptacioun; forſoþe þe ſpirit is redy, bote þe fleſh ſeik, or vnſtable. Eft þe ſecounde tyme he wente, and preide, ſeyinge, My fadir, ȝif þis cuppe may nat paſſe, no bote I drynke it, þi wille be don. And eftſone he came, and foonde hem ſlepynge; forſoþe her eȝen weren greued. And hem left, he wente eftſone, and preide þe þridde tyme, þe ſame word ſeyinge.

Þanne he came to his diſciplis, and ſeiþ to hem, Slepe ȝee nowe, and reſte ȝe; loo! þe hour haþ neiȝed, and mannes ſone ſhal be taken in to þe hondis of ſynners; ryſe ȝee, go wee; loo! he þat ſhal take me, ſhal neiȝe. And ȝit hym ſpekynge, loo! Judas, oon of þe twelue, and wiþ hym came a grete cumpanye, wiþ ſwerdis and battis, ſent of þe princes of preſtis, and of eldre men of þe peple. Forſoþe he þat bitraiede hym, ȝaue to hem a tokne, ſeiynge, Whom euer Y ſhal kiſſe, he it is; holde ȝee hym. And anon he cummynge niȝ to Jheſu, ſeide, Haile, maiſtre; and he kiſſide hym. And Jheſus ſeide to hym, Frend, wherto art þou comen? Þanne þei camen niȝ, and caſtiden hondis in to Jheſu, and helden hym.

And loo! oon of hem þat weren wiþ Jheſu, holdynge out þe hond, drowȝ out his ſwerd; and he, ſmytynge þe ſeruaunt of þe prince of preſtis, kitte of his litil ere. Þanne Jheſus ſeiþ to hym, Turne þi ſwerd in to his place; ſoþely alle þat ſhulen take ſwerd, ſhulen periſhe by ſwerd. Wher geſſiſt þou, þat I may nat preie my fadir, and he ſhal ȝeue to me now more þan twelue legions of angelis? Hou þerfore ſhulen þe ſcripturis be fulfillid? for ſo it behoueþ to be don. In þat hour Jheſus ſeide to þe cumpanyes of peple, As to a þeef ȝee han gon out, wiþ ſwerdis and battis, for to cacche me; day by day I ſatte at ȝou, techynge in þe temple, and ȝee helden not me.

Forſoþe al þis þing was don, þat þe ſcripturis of prophetis ſhulden be fulfillid. Þanne alle diſciplis fledden, hym forſaken. And þei holdynge Jheſu, ledden hym to Caiphas, prince of preſtis, wher ſcribis and Phariſees, and þe eldre men of þe peple hadden cummen to gidre. Forſoþe Petre ſuede hym afer, til in to þe halle of þe prince of preſtis; and he gon ynne wiþ ynne, ſate wiþ ſeruauntis, þat he ſhulde ſe þe eend. Forſoþe þe princis of preſtis, and alle þe counſeile ſouȝten fals witneſſynge aȝeinus Jheſu, þat þei ſhulden take hym to deþ; and þei founden nat, whenne many fals witneſſis hadden cummen to.

Treuly at þe laſte, two fals witneſſis camen, and ſeiden, Þis ſeide, I may diſtruye þe temple of God, and after þe þridde day bilde it aȝein. And þe prince of preſtis ryſynge ſeiþ to hym, Anſweriſt þou no þing to þo þingis, þe whiche þeſe witneſſen aȝeinus þee? Forſoþe Jheſus was ſtille. And þe prince of preſtis ſeiþ to hym, I couniour þee by quycke God, þat þou ſeie to vs, ȝif þou be Criſt, þe ſone of God. Jheſus ſeide to hym, Þou haſt ſeid; neþeles I ſeie to ȝou, an oþer tyme, or fro þis tyme forþ, ȝee ſhulen ſe mannes ſone ſittynge at þe riȝþalf of þe vertue of God, and cummynge in cloudis of heuene.

Þanne þe prince of preſtis kitte, or to-rente, his cloþis, ſeyinge, He haþ blasfemed; what ȝit nede han we to witneſſis? loo! now ȝee han herd blasfemye; what ſemeþ to ȝou? And þei anſwerynge ſeiden, He is gilty of deþ. Þanne þei ſpitten in to his face, and ſmyten hym wiþ buffetis; forſoþe oþer ȝouen ſtrokis wiþ þe pawm of hondis in to his face, ſeyinge, Þou Criſt, prophecie to vs, who is he þat ſmote þee? Soþely Petre ſat wiþ outen in þe porche; and an hond mayden came niȝ to hym, ſeyinge, And þou were wiþ Jheſu of Galilee. And he denyede before alle men, ſeyinge, I woot nat what þou ſaiſt.

Forſoþe hym goynge out þe ȝate, an oþer hond mayden ſay hym, and ſeiþ to hem þat weren þere, And þis was wiþ Jheſu of Naȝareþ. And eftſone he denyede wiþ an ooþ, for he knewe nat þe man. And after a litil, þei þat ſtoden came niȝ, and ſeiden to Petre, Treuly and þou art of hem; for whi and þi ſpeche makiþ þee opyn. Þanne he began to warye and ſwere, þat he knewe nat þe man. And anon þe cok crew. And Petre biþouȝte on þe word of Jheſu, þat he hadde ſeide, Bifore þe cok crewe, þries þou ſhalt denye me. And he gon out, wepte bittirly.