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[ edit] And whanne he wente out of þe temple, oon of his diſciples ſeiþ to him, Maiſtir, bihold, what maner ſtoones, and what manere bildingis. And he anſweringe ſeiþ to him, Seeſte þou alle þes greete bildingis? þer ſchal not be left a ſtoon vpon a ſtoon, þe which ſchal not be diſtroyed. And whanne he ſat in þe mount of Olyuete aȝens þe temple, þei axiden hym by hem ſilue, Petre, and James, and John, and Andrew, Seie þou to vs, whanne þes þingis ſchulen be maad, and what tokene, whanne alle þes þingis ſchulen bigynne for to be endid.

And Jheſus anſweringe bigan for to ſeie to hem, Se ȝe, þat no man diſceyue ȝou; for many ſchulen come in my name, ſeiynge, For I am; and þei ſchulen diſceyue manye. Soþli whanne ȝe ſchulen heere batels and opyniouns of bateils, drede ȝe not; forſoþe it bihoueþ þeſe þingis for to be don, but not ȝit anon þe ende. For folk ſchal riſe vpon folk, and rewme vpon rewme, and erþe mouyng ſchal be by places and hungur; bigynnyngis of ſorwis þeſe þingis. Soþli ſe ȝe ȝou ſilf, for þei ſchulen take ȝou in counceils, and ȝe ſchulen be beten in ſynagogis; and ȝe ſchulen ſtonde bifore kyngis and domeſmen for me, in to witneſſing to hem. And in to alle folkis it bihoueþ firſt þe goſpel for to be prechid.

And whanne þei ſchulen lede ȝou bitrayinge, nyle ȝe þenke what ȝe ſchulen ſpeke, but ſpeke ȝe þat þing þat ſchal be ȝouen to ȝou in þat our; ſoþli ȝe ben not ſpekinge, but þe Hooly Goſt. Forſoþe a broþer ſchal bitraye þe broþer in to deeþ, and þe fadir þe ſone, and ſones ſchulen ryſe to gidre aȝens fadris and modris, and ponyſche hem by deeþ. And ȝe ſchulen be in hate to alle men for my name; but he þat ſchal ſuſteyne in to þe ende, þis ſchal be ſaf. Forſoþe whanne ȝe ſchulen ſe þe abhomynacioun of diſcomfort, ſtondinge wher it owiþ not; vndirſtonde he þat rediþ; þanne þei þat be in Judee, flee in to hillis.

And he þat is aboue þe roof, come he not doun in to þe hous, neiþir entre he, þat he take ony þing of his hows; and he þat ſchal be in þe feeld, turne not aȝen byhynde for to take his cloþ. Soþli wo to hem þat ben wiþ childe, and noriſchinge in þo dayes. Þerfore preie ȝe, þat þei ben not don in wyntir. Forſoþ þe ilke dayes of tribulacioun ſchulen be ſuche, whiche manere weren not fro þe bygynnynge of creature, þe which God made, til now, neiþer ſchulen be. And no but þe Lord hadde breiggid þo dayes, al fleiſch, or mankynde, hadde not be ſaf; but for þe choſene whom he chees, þe Lord haþ breiggid dayes, or maad ſchort.

And þanne if ony man ſchulde ſeie to ȝou, Lo! here is Criſt, loo! þere, beleue ȝe not. For fals Criſtis and fals prophetis ſchulen ryſe vp, and ſchulen ȝyue tokenes and grete wondris, to diſceyue, if it may be don, ȝhe, þe choſene. Þerfore ſe ȝe; loo! I haue bifore ſeid to ȝou alle þingis. But in þo dayes, aftir þat tribulacioun, þe ſunne ſchal be maad derk, and þe mone ſchal not ȝyue hir ſchynyng, and ſterris of heuenes ſchal be fallinge doun, and vertues þat be in heuenes, ſchulen be mouyd. And þanne þei ſchulen ſe mannis ſone comynge in cloudis of heuene, wiþ greet vertu and glorie.

And þanne he ſchal ſende his aungels, and ſchal gedre his choſene fro foure wyndis, fro þe loweſte þing of erþe vnto þe hiȝeſte þing of heuene. Forſoþe of þe fyge tree lerne ȝe þe parable. Whanne now his braunche ſchal be tendre, and leeuys ben ſprongen out, ȝe witen for ſomer is in þe nexte. So and whanne ȝe ſchulen ſe alle þeſe þingis ben maad, wite ȝe, þat it is in þe nexte in þe doris. Treuly I ſeye to ȝou, for þis generacioun ſchal not paſſe awey, til alle þeſe þingis be don. Heuene and erþe ſchal paſſe, forſoþe my wordis ſchulen not paſſe. Treuly of þat day or our no man woot, neþir aungelis in heuene, neþer þe ſone, no but þe fadir.

Se ȝe, wake ȝe, and preie ȝe; ſoþli ȝe witen not, whanne tyme is. For as a man þe which gon fer in pilgrimage, lefte his hous, and ȝaf to his ſeruauntis power of euery work, and comaundide to þe porter, þat he ſchulde wake. Þerfore wake ȝe, forſoþe ȝe witen not, whanne þe lord of þe hous comeþ, in þe euentide, or in þe mydnyȝt, or kockis crowynge, or morwynge; leſt whanne he ſchal come ſudenly, he fynde ȝou ſlepinge. Forſoþe þat þat I ſeie to ȝou, I ſeie to alle, Wake ȝe.

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