Philippians · Chapter 3

[ edit] Hennus forward, my briþeren, haue ȝe ioye in þe Lord. For to write to ȝou þe ſame þingis, forſoþ to me not ſlow, forſoþ to ȝou neceſſarie. Se ȝe houndis, ſe ȝe yuel workmen, ſe ȝe dyuiſioun. Soþli we ben circumciſioun, þat bi ſpirit ſeruen to God, and glorien in Criſt Jheſu, and not hauynge triſt in þe fleiſch, þouȝ I haue triſt and in þe fleiſch. If ony oþer man is ſeyn for to triſte in fleiſch, I more, circumſidid in þe eiȝtiþ day, of þe kyn of Iſrael, of þe lynage of Beniamyn, an Ebrew of Ebrews, vp þe lawe a Phariſe, vp loue purſuwinge þe chirche of God, vp riȝtwyſneſſe þat is in þe lawe lyuynge wiþoute pleynt.

But whiche þingis weren to me wynnyngis, I haue demyde þeſe peiringis for Criſt. Neþeles I geſſe alle þingis for to be peyrement for þe cleer ſcience of Jheſu Criſt. For whom I made alle þingis peirement, and I deme as toordis, þat I wynne Criſt, and þat I be foundyn in him, not hauynge my riȝtwyſneſſe þat is of þe lawe, but þat þat is of þe feiþ of Criſt, þat is of God riȝtwyſneſſe in feiþ, for to knowe him, and þe vertu of his ryſinge aȝen, and þe felowſchip of his paſſioun, I configurid, or made lyk, to his deeþ, if on ony maner I ſchal come, or renne aȝens, to þe reſurreccioun þat is of deede men.

Not þat now I haue takun, or now am parfyit; forſoþ I ſue, if on ony maner I ſchal comprehende, and in what þing I am comprehendid of Criſt Jheſu. Breþeren, I deme me not for to haue comprehendid; o þing forſoþe, I forȝetinge ſoþli þo þingis þat ben bihyndis, ſtrecchinge my ſilf forſoþ to þo þingis þat ben þe formere, to þe ordeyned þing, purſue to þe pris of þe hiȝe cleping of God in Criſt Jheſu. Þerefore who euere we ben parfyt, feele we þis þing. And if ȝe vndirſtonden oþir maner ony þing, and þat þing God ſchal ſchewe to ȝou. Neþeles to what þing we han comen, þat we vndirſtonde þe ſame þing, and þat we parfytli dwelle in þe ſame reule.

Briþeren, be ȝe my foloweris, and wayte ȝe hem þat walken ſo, as ȝe han oure foorme. Forſoþ manye walken, whom I haue ſeide oft to ȝou, forſoþ now and I wepinge ſeie, þe enemyes of Criſtis croſſ, whos ende deeþ, or periſching, whos god is þe wombe, and glorie in confuſioun of hem, þat ſaueren, or vndirſtonden, erþeli þingis. Forſoþ oure lyuynge is in heuenes; wher of alſo we abyden þe ſauyour oure Lord Jheſu Criſt, þe which ſchal refoorme þe body of oure mekeneſſe, configurid, or maad lyk, to þe body of his cleerneſſe, vp þe worchinge by which he may alſo make alle þingis ſuget to hym.