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[ edit] Forſoþe whanne he hadde fulfillid alle his wordis in to þe eeris of þe peple, he entride in to Capharnaum. Soþli a ſeruaunt of ſum man centurio, þat hadde an hundrid men vndir him, hauynge yuel, was to deyinge, which was precious to him. And whanne he hadde herd of Jheſu, he ſente to him þe eldere men of Jewis, preiynge him, þat he come, and heele his ſeruaunt. And, whanne þei camen to Jheſu, þei preieden biſyli, ſeyinge to him, For he is worþi, þat þou ȝyue to him þis þing; for he loueþ oure folk, and he bildide to vs a ſynagoge. Soþly Jheſu wente wiþ hem.

And whanne now he was not fer fro þe hous, centurio ſente to him frendis, ſeyinge, Lord, nyle þou be trauelid, for I am not worþi, þat þou entre vndir my roof; for which þing and I demyde not my ſilf worþi, þat I ſchulde come to þee; but ſeye þou by word, and my child ſchal be heelid. For whi and I am a man ordeyned vndir power, hauynge knyȝtis vndir me; and I ſeie to þis, Go þou, and he goþ, and to anoþir, Come þou, and he comeþ, and to my ſeruaunt, Do þou þis þing, and he doþ. Þe which þing herd, Jheſu wondride; and he turnyd, ſeide to þe cumpanyes ſuynge him, Treuli I ſeye to ȝou, neþir in Iſrael I fond ſo moche feiþ.

And þei þat weren ſent, turnyd aȝen hom, founden þe ſeruaunt hool, which was ſyk. And it was don aftirward Jheſu wente in to a cite, þat is clepid Naym, and his diſciplis; and ful greet cumpanye of peple wente wiþ him. Soþly whanne he cam nyȝ to þe ȝate of þe citee, loo! an oonlypi ſone of his modir was born out deed; and þis was a widowe; and moche cumpany of þe citee was wiþ hir. Whom whanne þe Lord Jheſu hadde ſeyn, he meuyd by mercy on hir, ſeide to hir, Nyle þou wepe. And he neiȝede, and touchide þe bere; and þei þat baren ſtooden. And he ſeiþ, Ȝong man, I ſeie to þee, ryſe vp. And he þat was deed ſat vp, and bigan to ſpeke; and he ȝaf him to his modir.

Soþli drede took alle men, and þei magnyfieden God, ſeyinge, For a greet prophete haþ riſun among vs, and, For God haþ viſitid his peple. And þis word wente out of him in to al Judee, and in to al þe cuntre aboute. And diſciplis of John tolden him of alle þes þingis. And John clepide to gidere tweyne of his diſciplis, and ſente to Jheſu, ſeyinge, Art þou þat art to comynge, oþer we abiden anoþer? Soþli whanne þe men hadden come to him, þei ſeiden, John Baptiſt ſente vs to þee, ſeyinge, Art þou þat art to comynge, oþer we abiden anoþer? Forſoþe in þat our he heelide many men of her ſykeneſſis, and woundis, and yuele ſpiritis; and he ȝaf ſiȝt to manye blynde men.

And Jheſu anſweringe ſeide to hem, Ȝe goynge telle aȝen to John þo þingis þat ȝe han herd and ſeyn; for blynde men ſeen, crokide men gon, meſelis ben maad clene, deef men heeren, deede men ryſen aȝen, pore men ben takun to prechinge of þe goſpel, eþer ben maad keperis of þe goſpel. And he þat ſchal not be ſclaundrid in me, is bleſſid. And whanne þe meſſangers of John hadden gon away, he bigan to ſeye of John to þe cumpanyes, What wenten ȝe out in to deſert for to ſe? a reed wawid wiþ þe wynd? But what wente ȝe out for to ſe? a man cloþid wiþ ſofte cloþis? Lo! þei þat ben in a precious cloþ and in delices, ben in houſis of kyngis. But what þing wente ȝe out for to ſe? a prophete?

Soþli I ſeie to ȝou, and more þan a prophete. Þis it is, of whom it is writen, Lo! I ſende myn aungel byfore þi face, þe which ſchal make þi weye redy bifore þee. Soþly I ſeye to ȝou, among þe childeren of wymmen, no man is more þan John Baptiſt, prophete; ſoþli he þat is leſſe in þe kyngdom of heuenes, is more þan he. And al þe peple heeringe, and pupplicans, baptiſid wiþ baptym of John, iuſtifieden God; forſoþ Phariſees and wyſe men of þe lawe, not baptiſid of him, diſpiſeden þe conſeil of God in hem ſilf. Soþli þe Lord ſeyde, Þerfore to whom ſchal I ſeye men of þis generacioun lyk, and to whom ben þei lyk?

Þei ben lyk to children ſittinge in chepinge, and ſpekynge to gidere, and ſeyinge, We han ſongun to ȝou wiþ pipis, and ȝe han not daunſid; we han maad lamentacioun, and ȝe han not wept. Forſoþ John Baptiſt cam, neþir etinge breed, neþer drynkynge wyn, and ȝe ſeyn, He haþ a fend. Mannis ſone cam etinge and drynkinge, and ȝe ſeyn, Lo! a man deuourere, eþer glotoun, and drynkinge wyn, frend of pupplicans and of ſynful men. And wyſdom is juſtified of alle her ſones. Forſoþ ſum Phariſe preiede Jheſu, þat he ſchulde ete wiþ him. And he entringe in to þe hous of þe Phariſe, ſat at þe mete.

And lo! a womman ſynnereſſe,h þat was in þe citee, as ſche knew, þat Jheſu hadde ſete at þe mete in þe hous of þe Phariſee, brouȝte an alabaſtre box of oynement; and ſche ſtondinge byhynde biſydis his feet, bigan to moiſte his feet wiþ teeris, and wypide wiþ heeris of hir heed, and kiſte his feet, and anoyntide wiþ oynement. Soþli þe Phariſe ſeynge, þat clepide him, ſeiþ wiþ ynne him ſilf, ſeiynge, If þis were a prophete, ſoþli he ſchulde wite, who and what maner womman it were þat touchiþ him, for ſhe is a ſynnereſſe. And Jheſu anſweringe ſeide to him, Symound, I haue ſum þing for to ſeye to þee. And he ſeiþ, Maiſtir, ſeie þou.

And he anſweride, Tweye dettours were to ſum leenere, eþir vſurer; oon ouȝte fyue hundrid pens, and an oþer fyfty. Soþli hem not hauynge wherof þei ſchulden ȝelde, he ȝaf frely to euer eyþir. Who þerfore loueþ him more? Symound anſweringe ſeide, I geſſe, for he to whom he frely ȝaf more. And he anſweride to him, Þou haſt demyd riȝtly. And he, turnyd to þe womman, ſeide to Symound, Seeſt þou þis womman? I entride in to þi hous, þou haſt not ȝouun watir to my feet; forſoþ þis womman haþ moiſtid my feet wiþ teeris, and haþ wypt wiþ hir heeris. Þou haſt not ȝouun to me a coſſe; forſoþ þis womman, ſiþen ſche entride, ceeſſide not to kiſſe my feet.

Þou haſt not anoyntid myn heed wiþ oyle; forſoþe þis oyntide my feet wiþ oynement. For which þing I ſeie to þee, manye ſynnes ben forȝouun to hire, for ſche haþ loued myche; ſoþli he to whom is leſſe forȝouun, loueþ leſſe. Soþli Jheſu ſeide to hir, Synnes ben forȝouun to þee. And þei þat ſaten to gidere at þe mete, bigunne to ſeie wiþ ynne hem ſilf, Who is þis þat alſo forȝyueþ ſynnes? Forſoþe he ſeide to þe womman, Þi feiþ haþ maad þee ſaf; go þou in pees.

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