Hebrews · Chapter 4
Wycliffe's Bible (1382) · chapter 817 of 858 · about 2 min
[ edit] Þerfore drede we, briþeren, leſt perauenture þe biheeſte of entrynge into his reſte left, or forſakyn, ony of vs be geſſid, or demed, for to be aweye. Forſoþ it is told to vs, as and to hem. And þe word herd profitide not to hem, not meynt to feiþ of þeſe þingis þat þei herden. Forſoþ we þat han byleuyd ſchulen entre into reſt, as he ſeyde, As I ſwoor in my wraþþe, if þei ſchulen entre into my reſte. And ſoþeli þe werkis maad parfyt fro þe ordynaunce of þe world, forſoþe he ſeide þus in ſum place of þe ſeueneþ day, And God reſtide in þe ſeueneþ day from alle his werkis. And in þis eftſoone, If þei ſchulen entre into my reſte.
Þerfore for it leeueþ, or is ouer, ſummen for to entre into it, and þei to whiche þe firſte it is told, entriden not for her vnbileue. Eftſoone he termyneþ ſum day, To day, ſeyinge in Dauiþ, aftir ſo moche of tyme; as it is bifore ſeid, To day if ȝe han herd his vois, nyle ȝe hardne ȝoure hertis, as in þe ilke wraþþing. Forwhi if Jheſus hadde ȝouyn reſte to hem, he ſchulde neuere ſpeke of oþere aftir þat day. Þerfore ſaboþ halowing is left to þe peple of God. Forſoþ he þat entride into his reſte, and he reſtide of his werkis, as and God of hiſe. Þerfore haſte we for to entre into þat reſte, þat no man falle into þe ſame enſaumple of vnbileue.
Forſoþ þe word of God is quyk, and ſpedy in worching, and more able for to perſe þan al tweyne eggid ſwerd, and entrynge, or ſtrecchinge, til to departyng of ſoule, or lyf, and ſpirit, and of ioyntouris and merewis, and departer, or demer, of þouȝtis and intenciouns of hertis. And no creature is inuiſyble in þe ſiȝt of God. Forſoþe alle þingis ben nakid and opyn to his yȝen, to whom a word to vs. Þerfore we hauynge a greet biſchop, þat perſide heuenes, Jheſu, þe ſone of God, holde þe confeſſioun, or knowleching, of oure feiþ. Forſoþ we han not a byſchop, þat may not ſuffre to gidere, or haue compaſſioun, to oure infirmytees, but temptid by alle þingis for lykneſſe, wiþoute ſynne.
Þerfore go we wiþ triſt to þe trone of his grace, þat we gete mercy, and fynde grace in couenable help.