Ephesians · Chapter 6
Wycliffe's Bible (1382) · chapter 791 of 858 · about 3 min
[ edit] Sones, obeiſche ȝe to ȝoure fadir and modir, in þe Lord; forſoþe þis þing is iuſt, or riȝtful. Honoure þou þi fadir and þi modir, þat is þe firſte maundement in þe biheeſte; þat it be wel to þee, and þat þou be longe lyuynge on þe erþe. And, ȝe fadris, nyle ȝe terre ȝoure ſones to wraþþe; but noriſche ȝe hem in þe diſcipline and correccioun, or chaſtyſing, of þe Lord.
Seruauntis, obeyſche ȝe to fleiſhly lordis wiþ drede and tremblyng, in ſympleneſſe of ȝoure herte, as to Criſt; not ſeruynge at yȝe, as pleſynge to men, but as ſeruauntis of Criſt; doynge þe will of God of ynwitt, or reſoun, wiþ good will ſeruynge as to þe Lord, and not to men; witynge þat ech man, what euere good þing he ſchal do, þis he ſchal reſceyue of þe Lord, wheþir ſeruaunt, wheþer fre man. And, ȝe lordis, do þe ſame þingis to hem, forȝyuynge manacis; witynge for her Lord and ȝoure is in heuenes, and takynge of perſoones is not anentis God. Here aftirward, briþeren, be ȝe comfortid in þe Lord, and in þe myȝt of his vertu.
Cloþe ȝou wiþ þe armer of God, þat ȝe mown ſtonde aȝens aſpyingis, or aſaylyngis, of þe deuel. For ſtryuynge is not to vs aȝens fleiſch and blood, but aȝens þe princes and poteſtatis, aȝens gouernours of þe world of þes derkneſſis, aȝens ſpiritual þingis of wickidneſſe, in heuenli þingis. Þerfore take ȝe þe armer of God, þat ȝe mown aȝenſtonde in þe yuel day; and in alle þingis ſtonde parfyt. Þerfore ſtonde ȝe, gird aboute ȝoure leendis in ſoþfaſtneſſe, and cloþid þe haberioun of riȝtwyſneſſe, and ſchood þe feet in makynge redy of þe goſpel of pees; in alle þingis takinge þe ſcheeld of feiþ, in þe which ȝe mown quenche alle þe firy dartis of þe worſte enmye.
And take ȝe þe helm of heelþe, and þe ſwerd of þe Goſt, þat is, þe word of God; by al preier and biſechinge preiynge al tyme in ſpirit, and in him wakynge in al byſyneſſe, and byſeching for alle hooly, and for me; þat word be ȝouun to me in openynge of my mouþ, wiþ triſt for to make knowun þe myſterie of þe goſpel, for which I am ſett in legacie, or meſſage, in þis cheyne; ſo þat in it I be hardy for to ſpeke, as it bihoueþ me.
Forſoþe þat and ȝe wite, what þingis ben aboute me, what I ſchal do, Titicus, my mooſt dere broþer, and trewe myniſtre in þe Lord, ſchal make alle þingis knowun to ȝou; whom I ſente to ȝou into þis ſame þing, þat ȝe knowe what þingis ben aboute vs, and þat he comforte ȝoure hertis. Pees to briþeren, and charite, wiþ feiþ of God oure fadir, and of þe Lord Jheſu Criſt. Grace wiþ alle men þat louen oure Lord Jheſu Criſt in vncorupcioun. Amen. Here endiþ þe epiſtle to Ephecies, and bigynneþ þe prolog to Philipencis.