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[ edit] Forſoþe ſum men neiȝeden in þat tyme, tellinge to him of Galilees, whos blood Pilat myngede wiþ þe ſacrificis of hem. And he anſweringe ſeide to hem, Wenen ȝe, þat þes men of Galilee weren ſynneris byfore alle Galileis, for þei ſuffriden ſuche þingis? Nay, I ſeye to ȝou; but alle ȝe ſchulen periſche in lyk manere, no but ȝe ſchulen haue penaunce. And as þo ten and eiȝte, on which þe tour of Siloa felde doun, and ſlouȝ hem, geſſen ȝe, for and þei weren dettours more þan alle men dwellinge in Jeruſalem? Nay, I ſei to ȝou; but alſo ȝe alle ſchulen periſche, if ȝe ſchulen not do penaunce. Forſoþe he ſeide þis lykneſſe.

Sum man hadde a fyge tree plauntid in his vyner, and he cam ſekynge fruyt in it, and fond not. Soþli he ſeide to þe tilier of þe vyner, Loo! þre ȝeeris ben, ſiþen I come ſekinge fruyt in þis fyge tree, and I fond not; þerfore kitt it doun, wherto occupieþ it, ȝhe, þe erþe? And he anſweringe ſeide to him, Lord, ſuffre alſo þis ȝeer, til þe while I delue aboute it, and ſende toordis; and if it ſchal make fruyt, ellis in tyme to comynge þou ſchalt kitte it doun. Forſoþe he was techinge in þe ſynagoge of hem in ſabotis. And loo! a womman þat hadde a ſpirit of ſykeneſſe ten and eiȝte ȝeeris, and was bowid doun, neþer in ony manere myȝte looke vpward.

Whom whanne Jheſu hadde ſeyn, he clepide to hym, and ſeide to hir, Womman, þou ert left of þi ſykeneſſe. And he puttide to hir þe hoondis, and a non ſhe was reyſid, and glorifiede God. Soþli þe prince of ſynagoge anſweringe, hauynge dedeyn for Jheſu hadde heelid in þe ſaboþ, ſeide to þe cumpany, Sixe dayes ben, in whiche it bihoueþ to wirche; þerfore come in þes, and be ȝe heelid, and not in þe dayes of ſaboþ. Forſoþe þe Lord anſweringe to him ſeide, Ypocrite, wher ech of ȝou vntyeþ not in þe ſaboþ his oxe, eþir aſſe, fro þe ſtable, and lediþ for to watre?

Bihofte it not þis douȝtre of Abraham, whom Saþanas haþ bounden, loo! ten and eiȝte ȝeeris, to be vnbounden of þis bond in þe day of ſaboþ? And whanne he ſeide þes þingis, alle his aduerſaries weren aſchamyd. And al þe peple ioyede in al þingis, þat weren don gloriouſly of him. Þerfore he ſeide, To what þing is þe rewme of God lyk? and to what þing ſchal I geſſe it to be lyk? It is lyk to a corn of ſeneuey, which takun, a man ſente in to his ȝerd; and it wax, and was maad in to a greet tree, and fowelis of þe eyr reſtiden in þe braunchis þerof. And eftſone he ſayd, To what þing ſchal I geſſe þe kyngdom of God lyk?

It is lyk to ſourdowȝ, which takun, a womman hidiþ in þre meſuris of mele, til al were ſourdowid. And he wente by citees and caſtels, techinge and makinge iurney in to Jeruſalem. Soþli ſum man ſeide to him, Lord, if þere ben fewe, þat ben ſauyd? Soþli he ſeide to hem, Stryue ȝe for to entre by þe ſtreit ȝate; for I ſeye to ȝou, many men ſeken for to entre, and þei ſchulen not mowe. Forſoþe whanne þe hoſebonde man haþ entrid, and cloſid þe dore, ȝe ſchulen bigynne to ſtonde wiþ oute forþ, and knocke þe dore, ſeyinge, Lord, opyne to vs. And he anſweringe ſchal ſeye to ȝou, I knowe not ȝou, of whennis ȝe ben.

Þanne ȝe ſchulen bigynne to ſeye, We han ete and drunke bifore þee, and in oure ſtreetis þou haſt tauȝt. And he ſchal ſeye to ȝou, I knowe not ȝou, of whennis ȝe ben; go ȝe awey fro me, alle worcheris of wickidneſſe. Þer ſchal be wepinge and betinge to gidere of teeþ, whanne ȝe ſchulen ſe Abraham, and Yſaac, and Jacob, and alle prophetis in þe kyngdom of God; ſoþli ȝou to be put out. And þei ſchulen come fro þe eeſt and weſt, and fro þe norþ and ſouþ, and ſitte at þe mete in þe rewme of God. And loo! þei þat weren firſte, ben þe laſte; and þei þat weren þe laſt, ben þe firſte. In þat day ſumme of Phariſees camen nyȝ, ſeyinge to him, Go out, and go hennis, for Eroude wole ſlee þee.

And he ſeiþ to hem, Go ȝe, and ſeye ȝe to þat fox, Loo! I caſte out fendis, and I make perfitly heelþis, to day and to morwe, and þe þridde day I am endid. Neþeles it bihoueþ me to day, and to morwe, and þe day ſuynge, to walke; for it falliþ not a prophete to periſche out of Jeruſalem. Jeruſalem, Jeruſalem, þat ſleeſt prophetis, and ſtooneſt hem þat ben ſent to þee, hou ofte wolde I gedere to gidere þi ſones, as a brid his neſt vnder pennes, and þou noldiſt. Loo! ȝoure hous ſchal be left to ȝou deſert. Soþli I ſeie to ȝou, for ȝe ſchulen not ſe me, til it come, whanne ȝe ſchulen ſeye, Bleſſid is he, þat comeþ in þe name of þe Lord.

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