Mark · Chapter 5
Wycliffe's Bible (1382) · chapter 671 of 858 · about 5 min
[ edit] And þei camen ouer þe wawe of þe ſee into þe cuntree of Genazareþ. And anoon a man in vnclene ſpirit ran out of a biryel, to hym goynge out of þe boot. Þe whiche man hadde an hous in graues, or biriels, and neþer wiþ chaynis now miȝte eny man bynde hym. For oft tymes he bounden in ſtockis and chaynes, hadde broken þe chaynes, and hadde brokun þe ſtockis to ſmale gobetis, and no man miȝte daunte, or make tame, hym. And euer more, niȝt and day, in biriels and hillis, he was cryinge, and betynge hym ſilf wiþ ſtoones. Soþely he ſeynge Jheſus afer, ran, and worſhipide hym. And he cryinge wiþ greet voice, ſeide, What to me and to þee, þou Jheſu, þe ſone of God hieſte?
I conioure þee bi God, þat þou tourmente not me. Forſoþe Jheſus ſeide to hym, Þou vnclene ſpirit, go out fro þe man. And Jheſus axide hym, What name is to þee? And he ſeiþ to hym, A legioun is name to me; for we ben manye. And he preide hym myche, þat he ſhulde nat put hym out of þe cuntreie. Forſoþe þere was þere aboute þe hill a flock of hoggis leſewynge in feeldis. And þe ſpiritis preieden Jheſu, ſeyinge, Sende vs into hoggis, þat we entre into hem. And anoon Jheſus grauntide to hem. And þe vnclene ſpiritis entriden in to þe hoggis, and wiþ greet bire, or haſte, þe floc was caſt doun in to þe ſee, to tweyne þouſynde, and þei ben ſtrangelid in þe ſee.
Soþely þei þat fedden hem, fledden, and tolden in to þe citee, and in to þe feeldis; and þei wenten out, for to ſee what was don. And þei camen to Jheſu, and þei ſeen hym þat was traueilid of þe fend, ſittynge cloþid, and of hoole mynde; and þei dreden. And þei tolden to hem, þat ſayen, hou it was don to hym þat hadde a fend, and of þe hoggis. And þei bygunnen for to preie hym, þat he ſhulde go awey fro her cooſtis. And when he ſtiede in to a boot, he þat was traueilid of þe deuel, bygan to preye hym, þat he ſhulde be wiþ hym. Soþly Jheſus reſceyued hym nat, but ſeiþ to hym, Go þou in to þin hous to þine, and telle to hem, hou many þingis þe Lord haþ don to þee, and hadde mercy of þee.
And he wente forþ, and bigan for to preche in Decapoly, þat is, a cuntree of ten citees, hou manye þingis Jheſus hadde don to hym; and alle men wondriden. And whanne Jheſus hadde ſtiede in to þe boot eftſoone ouer þe ſee, myche cumpanye of peple cam togidre to hym, and was aboute þe ſee. And oon of þe princis of ſynagogis, by name Jayrus, cam, and ſeyinge hym, fel doun at his feet, and preiede hym myche, ſeyinge, For whi my douȝter is in þe laſte þingis; come þou, putte þin hond on hire, þat ſhe be ſaaf, and lyue. And he wente forþ wiþ hym, and myche cumpanye of peple ſuede hym, and oppreſſide hym.
And a womman þat was in þe flux of blood twelue ȝere, and hadde ſuffride many þingis of ful many lechis, and ſpendid alle hir þingis, and no þing prophitide, but more hadde worſe, whanne ſhe hadde herd of Jheſu, ſhe cam in þe cumpanye byhynde, and touchide his cloþ. Soþly ſhe ſeide, For if I ſhal touche or his cloþ, I ſhal be ſaaf. And anoon þe welle of blood is dried vp, and ſhe felide in body þat ſhe was helid of þe wound, or ſikeneſſe. And anoon Jheſus knowynge in hym ſilf þe vertu þat was gon out of hym, he, turned to þe cumpenye, ſeiþ, Who touchede my cloþis? And his diſciplis ſeiden to hym, Þou ſeeſt þe cumpenye preſſinge þee, and ſeiſt þou, Who touchide me?
And Jheſus lokide aboute, for to ſee hir þat hadde don þis þing. Forſoþe þe womman dredinge and quakynge, witynge þat it was don in hir, cam, and fel down bifore him, and ſeide to hym al treuþe. Forſoþe Jheſus ſeide to hir, Douȝtir, þi feiþ haþ maad þee ſaf; go in pees, and be ſaf fro þi ſykenes. Ȝit him ſpekynge, meſſageris camen to þe prince of a ſynagoge, ſeyinge, For þi douȝtir is deed; what traueiliſt þou þe maiſtir ferþere? Forſoþe þe word herd þat was ſeide, Jheſus ſeiþ to þe prince of þe ſynagoge, Nyle þou drede, oonly byleue þou. And he reſceyuede not ony man to ſue him, no but Petre, and James, and John, þe broþer of James. And þei camen in to þe hous of þe prince of þe ſynagoge.
And he ſiȝ noyſe, and men wepinge and weilinge moche. And he gon yn, ſeiþ to hem, What ben ȝee troublid, and wepyn? Þe wenche is not deed, but ſlepiþ. And þei ſcorneden him. Forſoþe alle kaſt out, he takiþ þe fadir and modir of þe wenche, and hem þat weren wiþ him, and þei entren yn, where þe wenche lay. And he holdinge þe hond of þe wenche, ſeiþ to hir, Tabita, cumy, þat is interpretid, or expownid, Wenche, to þee I ſeie, riſe þou. And anon þe wenche roos, and walkide; ſoþly ſhe was of twelue ȝeer. And þei weren abaiſcht wiþ greet ſtoneyinge. And he comaundide to hem greetly, þat no man ſchulde wite it. And he comaundide to ȝiue to hir for to ete.