That I of ȝow my deth schulde take:
Aȝens God ȝe don amys,
Hys byddyng yf ȝe xuld forsake.
ȝowre owyn dampnacion xulde ȝe bake,
If ȝe me kepe from this reed;
With ȝour swerd my deth ȝe make,
And werk evyrmore the wylle of God.
Abraham. The wylle of God must nedys be done!
To werke his wylle I seyd nevyr nay;
But ȝit the ffadyr to sle the sone,