2 Corinthians · Chapter 7
Wycliffe's Bible (1382) · chapter 773 of 858 · about 2 min
[ edit] Therfore, mooſt dereworþe briþeren, we hauynge þes ȝiftis, clenſe vs fro alle filþe of fleiſch and ſpirit, perfytli makynge halowynge in þe drede of þe Lord. Take ȝe vs; we han hurt no man, we han corupt no man, we han bigylid no man. I ſeye not for ȝoure condempnynge; forſoþ I ſeide bifore, þat ȝe ben in oure hertis, for to deie to gidere, and lyue to gidere. Moche triſt is to me anentis ȝou, moche gloriynge is to me for ȝou. I am fulfillid wiþ comfort, I abounde, or am plenteuous, in ioye in al oure tribulacioun. Forwhi and whanne we hadden comen to Macedonye, oure fleiſch hadde no reſte, but we ſuffriden al tribulacioun; forſoþ wiþouteforþ, fiȝtingis, wiþ ynneforþ, dredis.
But he þat comfortiþ meeke men, God comfortide vs in þe comynge of Tyte. Forſoþ not oonli in þe comynge of him, but alſo in þe comfort by which he comfortide me in ȝou, tellinge to vs ȝoure deſyr, ȝoure wepinge, ȝoure loue for me, ſo þat I ioyede more. For and if I made ȝou ſori in a piſtle, now it rewiþ me not; and if it rewide, I ſeynge þat þouȝ I made ȝou ſory in þat piſtle at an hour, now haue I ioye; not for ȝe weren maad ſorowful, but for ȝe weren maad ſorowful to penaunce. Soþli ȝe ben maad ſory aftir God, þat in no þing ȝe ſuffre peirement of vs. Forſoþ þat ſorwe þat is aftir God, worchiþ penaunce in to ſtedefaſt heelþe; forſoþ ſorwe of þe world worchiþ deeþ.
Lo! ſoþeli þis ſame þing, ȝou for to be ſorowful aftir God, how moche biſyneſſe it worchiþ in ȝou; but defending, but indignacioun, but drede, but deſyr, but loue, but veniaunce. In alle þingis ȝe han ȝouun ȝou ſilf for to be vndefoulid in cauſe, or nede. Þerfore and if I wroot to ȝou, not for him þat dide iniurie, neþer for him þat ſuffride, but for to ſchewe oure byſyneſſe, þe which we han for ȝou bifore God. Þerfore we ben comfortid, forſoþe in oure comfort more plenteuouſly we ioyeden more on þe ioye of Tyte, for his ſpirit is fulfillid of alle ȝou.
And if I gloriede ony þing anentis him of ȝou, I am not confoundid, or ſchamyd; but as we han ſpokun to ȝou alle þingis in treuþe, ſo and oure glorie þat was at Tyte, is maad treuþe. And þe entraylis of him ben more plenteuouſly in ȝou, of him hauynge in mynde þe obedience of ȝou alle, how wiþ drede and tremblinge ȝe reſſeyueden him. I haue ioye, þat in alle þingis I triſte in ȝou.